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I'm scared, so scared, of something indefinable.     I need you to hold me, but I won't ever ask. I understand the power of a spoken dream,    A hidden longing dragged from the shadows   To dissolve in the light.             Tonight I am lonely, I am hurting,    Raked by Never's scabrous fingers, Hungering for hope. If I begged you, would you, could you, come?    Spirited before me by the strength of my need? No matter; sleep, our restless tossings   are well earned, this is a just and righteous anguish. We, I, you, we,     Recognise the power of a lost, unspoken dream.
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 6:08 AM UTC
The power of an unspoken dream
I'm scared, so scared, of something indefinable.     I need you to hold me, but I won't ever ask. I understand the power of a spoken dream,    A hidden longing dragged from the shadows   To dissolve in the light.             Tonight I am lonely, I am hurting,    Raked by Never's scabrous fingers, Hungering for hope. If I begged you, would you, could you, come?    Spirited before me by the strength of my need? No matter; sleep, our restless tossings   are well earned, this is a just and righteous anguish. We, I, you, we,     Recognise the power of a lost, unspoken dream.
AmandaIS
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 6:08 AM UTC
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