You where the varry essence of me when I knew myself not the bleach blond waxed painted shadow of the preson I was But the deep, dark, hungry, youth full of expression art & tears But you went away taken me with you leaving me shallow with nothing to feel nothing but make believe, unlike you you are truth, beautie, soulful passion That is you PASSION that ran thrugh my vains peniteeding me with realizem feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling,feeling......