None of my tears liked to pen my love story
Not a drop of blood… wanted to highlight what I wanted to say…
Thoughts pensive… Far too busy loitering elsewhere
Feeling forged too hard… Knowing not numb or nimble in silence…
I thought I was uttering her name... My lips moved and mumbled all time
She listens no more… No one notice how deep inside the gush gone…
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