lent

you know nothing about the dreams i have
you know nothing about my longins deep inside
everytime i leave
you share dreams without me
you claw for everyone
except me
you know nothing about my heart
i gave to you in trust
you know nothing about my thoughts
trying so desperate to believe
but
if you should know about all
so i wonder why
you always close your doors
when i have to leave
you hide behind my back
my comeback doesn´t seem to please
but
your secrets are so well known
your desire is so obvious
your mind closed like an oyster
your heart frozen
give me free
it´s after all not enough for eternity
to be chosen just within the time stated
why then call it love

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