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Long lost love will you ever see me?

Looking through a mirror colored in black? 

If I were to take your hand again will you take me back?

If I were to look for you in a corn field lost, would you scream for me?

Hear my breath as it gets closer...

Imagine the air getting thicker until everything collapses

And the stars are the only things left.

As we lie on the ground not able to move

But we can look at that mirror in the moon.

You see me, I see you. 

I'm not close enough to hold you.

I see your beauty from within you. 

Hearing your breath delights my senses

But we're the last ones left.

We found each other in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I feel the grass lifting your body slightly

You begin to move closer to me without moving

And you, in the mists of rubble, are the most beautiful sight I've ever seen 

But I'm blind. 

I've never seen you, I've felt you...