As I sat, drinking my wine.
I felt my life as a line.
One way to go, and that's to die.
I thought for once of glass as just matter.
Tightend my grip. Watched the glass shatter.
The pain I thought, wasn't real.
Electricity can not make you feel.
Nihilistic I am.
No one says I'm Sam.
No one says I'm nothing.
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It's my last wish, which may seem quiet unsound
for I want to be within the dark ground
Now my state of health; it will be alright
I will be living; no where near the light
Now, when this happens please dear, make no sound.
Love, I need you there, I need you around
I can't show the emotion you wanted
So instead, I descend into the blight
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Hello stranger I've never met.
As our bodies press, you feel my sweat.
Nervous I am, to look in your eyes.
Out of millions, you chose I.
Our breath heats up the room.
I wake up, a feeling in gloom.
My problem is never meeting you.
This seems to be reoccuring.
Yet, your voice, I seem to be hearing.
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With the advent of emotion.
I want to make a potion.
To make you feel for me.
Is want I want to see.
You don't understand.
How I feel when I hold your hand.
It's a pain in my heart; instantly.
You're as blind as them, you don't see.
This thing, I shall call it love.
We shall represent it with the dove.
A signal of death, a lack of breath.