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837 · Nov 2013
An unspoken love
Her eyes are sapphires of blue
To my eyes they act like glue
Her brunette hair is soft to the touch
Down to the last freckle I love her so much

How I could never find the words to say
Whatever it would take to make her stay
She will never know how to her I felt
Or how her smile made my heart melt

In my dreams I’m her every thing
I make her smile, laugh and sing
She’s my angel whose heart is my haven
How I wish that I weren't so craven
Then when my dreams awake I hit the floor
Reality makes me want to live no more

I love her; I love her down to the last strand of hair
To the last freckle and more than my last taste of air
I want her to be mine and hold her to my heart
Have her want for nothing and be my pastry ****
Yet my love will remain unspoken for the words I left unsaid
How I wish I could have said ‘Grace I love you!’
Better for it to remain unsaid like a forgotten notion
Not sullied by reality which would **** my lasting emotion

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