Each time you go, I feel as if the tide has gone as well,
As if the morning sun will never reach my hell,
I feel as if this nightmare has no end,
And feel this darkness swell beneath my skin.
Each time you say goodbye I feel my legs
Give in, and have the feeling
My house of cards is to collapse
All over me, and bury me in rubble...
Each time you leave I feel myself give in
To the most primal urges of my ancestors...
I am reduced to a child in need of nurturing..
And every time you leave, I want you more.
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