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I wish, I wish —
But what use is it when it is already granted.
I died a thousand death,
When you said my name.
I died a thousand death,
Under your gaze.
I’ll die a thousand death,
Again and again.
For you I’ll die and exist again,      
Just to hear you call out my name.
I dream of you.

Every fantasies I have of you,
It’s always me,
That dies alone.

P.S. I love you.
If I had a dime,
For every time you sighed.
I would have built us a new paradise,
Where I would drown you
And die.
Finally,
The peace and the calm.
The waves settled down,
And birds flying high.
With the sun beating down,
Will death grant me this
For the rest of my life?
And I’ve seem to lost my innovations,
And I’ve seem to loose my patience
With you,
It can’t be true.
I don’t love you anymore.
This morning
I burnt my tongue
Sipping coffee
It left a mark
It still haunts me
How do I cure it ?
How do I cure my tongue?
It all heals in the end .
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