Wednesday, 6 February 2013


In desperate attempts I tell her always
She is the one I love,
She hears not;
But I cannot love another,
She is the one and the only;
But distrust is her foible
Loving her has been daunting a task;
She's too proud to ask
To strengthen her faltering faith
Or confirm her fears;
Thus the world passed over
The strings of my lingering heart
Loving she who sees no love
But the liar I am.
Now I am making the music of the hurt
To sing to my dejected heart
That got no trust
Shattered to crust!


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