UNREQUITED LOVE
To love you is an endless ache, A gentle storm my heart can’t fake. Eyes that see and yet pass through, My dreams are where I hold to you. Regret is sweet, a bitter hymn, A fragile hope that grows so dim. Though you're not mine, you’ll always be, A shadowed truth I cannot flee.
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