Caught between myself and who I wish to be Too many sighs And long, silent pauses Grabbing the blanket tight in embrace There's footsteps in the corridor Walking swiftly by my door Open with invitation Torn in the one who stepped inside With arms spread wide open Myself stands up My arms reach out As if to hold My mouth drops open wide My hands, upon themselves Are pushing her outside What the hell have I just done? I think while closing the door My hunger's food My ice's flame And I just walk away? Another sigh Another dream She came to me Just as I need But why is she wrong?Birth sign: Leo
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