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Created on: December 24, 2009
Yearning
My heart yearns for her smile as reward for clumsy words,
Thoughts so clear suddenly turn to chaos in a loss of time
If I should grow far too accustomed to wandering thoughts,
My gaze I hope reveals what my voice fails to convey in words
Love is not spoken as lost breath leaves no lasting impression
My friendship I did not give as a flawed and cheap substitute
The truth is as a friend I could not be content with you,
Not out of jealously or lust, but out of pure need;
I am lost in a foreign world unable to reason.
I take the bitter with the sweet, sensing a taste so strange
Am I not worth some fight; do you not care for me?
To struggle with me selflessly, brings me hope and value
Forgive me for a past that I did not choose as I did try
I saw you and we were an angel complete, but soon torn
I wonder to death, thrown from purpose as I fall.
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