I know what you wanted-
I’m sorry what you found.
There’s no one here to set you free,
only me to keep you bound.

You dream love in bloom as a rose,
but the thorns keep it real;
the sad reality brings the blood
and crucifies the heart’s ideal.

If I confessed to your every tear,
then more the tears you will shed;
if I could feel your every pain, you
would have revived me from the dead.

I do not know how to build your world,
or how you could possibly live in mine.
Out there, you are a ray of warmth-
in here, you cannot shine.

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