Reaching out for your love
I grip but yet feel the thorns
I bleed as I try to embrace you
It seems it is my payment
It seems when I'm hot
You only radiate cold
I feel the distance you have
As I stand next to you
I remember the electricity
Now just a static charge
Have I lost my luster?
Have I become disengaged?
My touch was heaven
But to touch you now I go thru hell
There seems to be no answers
But we don't know the questions
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