Request
you request was hollow in my head
i needed holding,
i cannot play our games anymore
the love that should be so deep
has gone to sleep,
and i am afraid it is no longer there
of course i do in a way,
but most of all i just care
your request may be your need
but i need bandages,
when i start to bleed
i have been pushed away
by a life that i never wanted to stay
your request,
was everything that is wrong with us
we want two different things
how can we carry on this game
if we are not sharing the same dream
all we share, is a now rusty bed
James Garratt - Monday 11th July 1999
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