The feel of the flesh
so fragile so weak
the longing so fresh
fears settle so deep
Aware, aware
my attention is drawn
so scared, so scared
of losing the one
Just thoughts, just thoughts
everyone says
Distraught, distraught
it tears through my head
Thus thus, thus thus
my heart races fast
bang bang, bang bang
gunshots could bring lasts
Slipping, slipping
controls out of grasp
crying, crying
from so many lasts
Dracier 2009
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