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the real you

by Angela Hanska

My heart is missing
Where it used to be
Is nothing more than
A neverending black hole
Where nothing can fill
The empty space

My tears are falling
One followed by another
They come because
You could not

This song, that picture
Remind me of the one
Thing my heart desires
But cannot have

The one thing is
You, standing beside me
In the true flesh and blood
Not in pictures or
Memories but to
Have the real
Physical you

One that I can
Touch, kiss, feel, and caress
One that I can be with

06/01/2001

Posted on 09/20/2001
Copyright © 2025 Angela Hanska

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