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Touch

Warm, in my hand

Your energy holding on to me

Sweat beads drip



Hold me

Tighter than before

Say that I am yours



I would never have something so simple as that

And it kills me that I can't

Because I am without love



Because none would truly give their heart to me

Have I pained you in the past?

To cause this bitter torment?



Make it end

Let it cease

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