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Sweet Pangs


You are the poem I forgot to write,
You are the song I tried to sing,
You are my voice which never came out
You are the tune I dont have notes for.
You are my dream, you are my pain.

You are the full moon behind the clouds.
You are my dream which never came true
You are the corner of my heart in my loneliness.
You are the reason I smile to myself

You are the soul of my sigh.
You are the breath I took in
You are the air that I couldnt exhale.
You are the sleep I never slept through.


You are the soft breeze which blows on my wounded heart
and makes me feel the intense pain.

You are my child which was stillborn.
You are the feather that turned me on
But you flew away before the ecstasy.
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