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Traces
Traces of my past come forth to my mind,
time is of the essence, and I have no time.
Follow me deep into woods of black.
If you do, you will not come back.
Face me, look into my eyes.
Watch me as I slowly die.
Want me entirely, with full desire.
Turn my spark into a fire.
Look no further, here I am.
Come with me, take my hand.
Tell my fortune, let you be in it.
All that is started, must be finished.
Take me back and all shall be better.
The truth but lies within its self.
Wanting is all I want of you.
Please love me, as much as I love you.
I love to dream, but only when I sleep.
Please, I'm begging you, love me.
