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Words I cannot express nor abide
Well inside behind my eyes
When I find I think of time
Not spent with reason or rhyme, with you.

Labored moments I have shared
When unfair others dared not care
That I wear my loving stare
Only when I am perfectly paired in heart.

Now I see what I could not,
That I forgot what love had brought
To my lot that was not caught
Just looked over as a spot upon a canvas.

— The End —