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For the love that trickles into my vein of despair and my soul, returns with a bitter tongues that says she loves and lust to me but then some how she is still lost to me. One night of love spent on a field of grass and mud felt like making love of a field of gold, I felt her love in me but her heart of love was still not mine it was taken from me by her twisted mind, when I announce my lust and love, her eyes looks at me like she knows its right but she will never relent cause I know her so well it scares her beyond one's belief that I'm sure it startles her In ones sleep. She will never ever be mine, maybe one day in the stars my path is diverted from her gaze, one love's lost is another's girls to gain but that means my true love will have to be found all over again.