Wednesday

Is there a cure for this pain?
Maybe I
I should have something to eat.
Food won't take this emptiness away,
I'm hungry for you
my love.

Well, I made it through another day
in my cold room
on scraps and pieces
left behind.
I survive on the memory of
you.

Is there a remedy for waiting
for loves victorious return?
Is there a remedy for hating
every second that I'm
without you.

All of me is all for you
You're all I see.
You're all I need.

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Oh, Mr. Pitiful. Who let you down?