i see your sorrow and so flee from you,
for what right do i have to force your mind;
it's only me trying to create new,
this soft and ditzy child within this bind;
you see once upon a midnight daydream,
i had found you here without a struggle;
i felt you wanting this and so you seem,
you were anxious and i did not smuggle;
there still is no need to be up in arms,
for i only seek to be close to you;
only now i find that i lack the charms,
and i see you seek to find something new;
what i find to be sad in all this space,
is to see this pass far beyond my face.
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