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Need For Your Love

As the hand moves forward I sit still staring.
As the hand moves forward times seems to
go faster with my heart's beat.
As the hand moves forward I can see it
grasping for something that is still not
quite clear,
Something possibly that will keep my heart
beating and keep my life moving forward,
Something possibly that cannot be materialized
or really grasped by a human's warm hand,
Something possibly know only in the realm
that Time calls its home.
Something possibly that will allow you to hear
me.
Hear my cries of pain for the eternal bond that
we made mortal and killed.
Hear my pleas for your comfort to bring me
through the hard nights that cause me such
sorrow.
Hear and see my need for your love,
Your love which guides me,
Your love which shows me it's alright to be
wrong sometimes,
Your love that keeps me alive.
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