#3
Distance
Those words hurt us more than silver bullets
Sledgehammers
Fires hotter than Hell itself
Time
With only so little, we get to speak
For a moment
And it's worth every second
Crying
Because of the way you make me feel
And I know it's too long to bare
Just 4 more years
Sight
And I'll be able to see you
Be able to touch you
Be able to hold you
Emotion
Feeling every day
Every hour
Every second
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AN: holy shit this sucks what the fuck I'm so sorry for this
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