I won’t lie
I’ll try not to cry
Anyone who will see me, will notice desperation in my eyes
The longitude and the latitude of love, the core in my heart
Why it’s not there, I don’t want to start
Should I fall in love? Would I find that spark?
The spirit I hold. I breathe. I die. Within your hands.
Never to live. Never to see. Never to touch. Not a chance.
I am merely a cloud. Which sails the sea.Wave your hand. If you see me
August 17, 2004
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