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I Mean It
I don't feel it
 No, not anymore
 When are hands are clasped
 There is no warmth
 No shivers from my touch
 No emotion in our kiss
 No shine in your smile
 No sparkle in your eyes
 I wish you would ache for me
 And cry for me
 And still need me
 Because baby,
 I crave your touch
 Your skin on mine
 Your lips on my neck
 Your hands in my hair
 So please,
 Stay a little longer 
 And stand a bit closer
 Whisper in my ear
 Lie through your teeth
 Of your love
 Of your devotion
 Tell me that I need not fear
 That one day you'll be gone
 And I'll be left to wither
 Along with our old photographs
 Of better days
 When you still looked at me
 With awe filled eyes
 And when you always meant what you said

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