Gasping, clinging desperately,
To the parts you left behind,
To life grasping jealously,
Love and hope have been denied.
Still I dream of reunion,
In your warm lap I awake,
But it’s just an illusion,
Faded away by daybreak.
Why am I still existing?
Some shred of hope still clasping,
On dreams of love subsisting,
I go on dying, gasping.
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