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Unrequited

By , Georgetown, TX
I watch
silent
from a distance
waiting
hoping
praying
that you might
look my
way
just so I know,
that I,
empty
a Showcase grave,
crossed your mind.
I don’t know how long
my heart
can hold
on.
I love you
sorrowful
resentment
because I know,
pitifully
hopelessly
bitterly
that you,
beautiful, tortured you,
eyes that hide
where the truth lies
of your
pain
divine
that you,
could never
possibly
be
mine





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