Kira
As thy presence leaves, My heart cries. Left to grieve Till eyes bleed dry. Our memories remain— Yet, my heart wants you to stay. I am lost in a sea of pain, Aching for nothing but to be with you again, if I may. My soul yearns to be with thee. A gaze that longs to see The love in your eyes— Worth more than any prize.
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