I know.
It can only ever be
A dream.
But I cannot let go
I cannot set free
The loving lies I have seen.
Though time is slow.
I know. That I will soon
Not even know myself.
Your very breath
Strangles me to death,
I cannot become
What I hate
Though with your glance
It seems only fate
This time last year
I could only fear
What I now do feel.
When I wished
I should have thought.
That whatever makes me happy.
Can never be real.
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