Dance with me in the moonlight,
Kiss me one last time.
Hold me in forever,
I fear the unknown loss,
How could one live with loss forever?
What is loss?
A torn connection never mended?
Like wings ripped from a butterfly.
I examine my hands,
The lines slowly becoming more defined,
Age is time that dances by.
I sing to strangers,
They feel my pain,
They feel my torn up soul...
I constantly wage this tug of war,
For fear of the unknown
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