Want

I want moreThe touch, the wisper, the wind For my heart moves towards the unknownwhile you are thereand my soul is searchingfor feelings and emotions longing for closure, for something to own There is distance, other livesother paths that come between usThe physical - absorbed by the spacecomplicates the desire of two becoming one Fantasy and imagination distort the original. With distance one becomes what the other imagined not who one really is.

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interesting and sad... well written. :)
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even up close one can become what someone else imagined and be trapped there.


\" You can lease the peace of mind
You bought a mask, I put it on
You never thought to ask me
If I wear it when you\'re gone\"