Lozenge Of Love

I am gone, everybody’s raging
And these fruits, they still taste of poison
I won’t be around
When you really need me

I can’t sleep, why can’t someone hold me
I need warmth, a restless body cracks some more
I won’t have the strength
When you really need me

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