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I Mean It
I don't feel it
No, not anymore
When are hands are clasped
There is no warmth
No shivers from my touch
No emotion in our kiss
No shine in your smile
No sparkle in your eyes
I wish you would ache for me
And cry for me
And still need me
Because baby,
I crave your touch
Your skin on mine
Your lips on my neck
Your hands in my hair
So please,
Stay a little longer
And stand a bit closer
Whisper in my ear
Lie through your teeth
Of your love
Of your devotion
Tell me that I need not fear
That one day you'll be gone
And I'll be left to wither
Along with our old photographs
Of better days
When you still looked at me
With awe filled eyes
And when you always meant what you said
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