I had my dreams,
but they're forgotten.
I had my hopes,
but they were dashed.
I had some joy,
but they're just memories.
In my long,
and distant past.
I wish for love,
but is it there?
I wish for touch,
to feel alive.
I wish to fulfill,
but no one is accepting.
I wish and dream,
I reach too high.
I live my life,
in solitude.
I keep my dreams,
unto myself.
I know I'm loved,
but feel so empty.
I'll keep on wishing,
although denied.
I_want
vjr
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