My heart pangs me with shame
These words we spoke so privately
Distressed my mind and peace
I do believe the load's too big
For me to carry soundly,
I fear this is the end
I can not handle this
I want too much
And you;
A bit.
Our hungers differ,
Our paths are split.
There is no hope,
To join in peace
These two such halves;
Forever must be split.
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