I possess
within me a
serious undesire
The undesire to hear
your voice echo through
the halls
The undesire to see
you walking down 
the road
        I have this undesire

(Blah, will repeat) 
Thorns prick
and knives slice
The sun shines
and clouds cover it
Blood flows
so does a river
Please, unfulfill me

My
un-de-sire
it grows like a weed, it's
the undesire to smell 
you as you pass
right by
The undesire to touch
any part of 
your body
        I have this undesire

(Repeat)

Unfulfill my
desire to
know everything and
anything
The undesire to feel
the prick and slice 
of your icy behavior
The undesire to sense 
what you are thinking about
the un-understandable
        I have this undesire

(Repeat)

I have this undesire



~Peggy~

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