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This is your crime, your perfect gift

This is your pain, yet we are both the victims

Your precious dignity torn and thrown for my repair

My convictions run their course

No more penance

As i stand listening to your tears freeze to my conscience

Taken in with open arms but a closed heart

I stand guilty of considered thought

Come bleed into me

Tear the stars from their mantle

These tremors i conceal

What tears i delay

Are rent for you alone

Longing for what can never remain

And when at last i am

Robbed of my desires

Torn to the last

I've given all i can

There is ever a thread which holds for you

Thin and frayed with the course of devotion

It spins its final words.i am never yours

Speak to me your grievous truth

For i would sooner have you lie

I have no more for you but the world and my words

My wounds that cry for your touch

Time recedes its fatal place

And sleep beckons as a feigning lover

In this solace is found my longing to

Never reach this waking moment

All is lost in this waking moment