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Broken tears tremble down my cheeks in silhouettes of pain,

in an empty room quietly pouring forth from my eyes like rain,

You would think that I had touched you even for a moment in time

That I had seen at least one sunset's reflection deep inside your eyes

You would think that our bodies had known the very truths we have not shared,

The realities in the passions of the things that are not there.

I fight so hard against you as your words infect my mind

I try to keep my footing stable while there is yet no grip to find

I’m afraid to let you know, to let you see just exactly how I feel,

I’m afraid of the consequences when you realize this is real

I try to hide these thoughts from you but I know you realize

I know that somehow you can hear these words I hide deep inside.