B.M Lewis Biography

The things you do to me,
the desire,
the passion,
the longing,
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Why do I sit here pondering
Over your words,
Over your actions?
Why do I sit here
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How many times do I have to cry before I smile?
How many times do I have to stumble before I fall?
How many times am I gonna rely on you?
You are the best part of me.
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4 years old

She wakes up to a strange noise.
She looks up into the face of a man.
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We are not more than twenty years old.
But young? Youth?
That is long ago. We are old folk,
Our early life cut off the moment we came here.
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