You're like a book with no title
Giving me no clue as to what I'll find
Once I look inside
But you leave me hanging
On ever last word
Wanting more, needing more
I just can't let you go
Pieces of you slip through my fingers
As the last word leads to a new page
But each memory stays etched in my head
I get lost inside of you
Yet, I feel something's been left unsaid
Nearing the final chapter
I'm not ready for this to be over
So many things left unanswered
Not looking forward to
The End
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