“

Lonely soul of mine,

always alone.

Without anyone understanding your suffering,

your horrible suffering.

Masquerading as a fulfilling existence.

Full of joy and pleasure.

Of joy and pleasure.

If I were to find a soul,

just like mine.

Oh the many secrets I’d tell it.

A soul that upon looking at me,

without a word,

tells me everything with its gaze.

A soul that intoxicates with a soft breath.

With a kiss, feels what I feel.

Sometimes I ask myself what’d do,

if found a soul like mine.

A soul that upon looking at me,

without saying a word,

tells me everything with its gaze.

A soul that intoxicates with a soft breath.

With a kiss, feels what I feel.

Sometimes I ask myself what’d do,

if I found a soul.

Found a soul.

A soul like mine.

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