She descends into the night
Like the sunset
My eyes following her as she walks by
Yet, she hears not my heart beat
Or sees the falling tears I cry because of her.
When I waited for her smiles
To heal my dying heart
She walks by me with leery
Which makes my aching heart ire.
I need not love which she has no heart
That much I know that we are far apart.
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@jobiranyc (9/15/2017)**
Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 11:54 PM UTC
She descends into the night
Like the sunset
My eyes following her as she walks by
Yet, she hears not my heart beat
Or sees the falling tears I cry because of her.
When I waited for her smiles
To heal my dying heart
She walks by me with leery
Which makes my aching heart ire.
I need not love which she has no heart
That much I know that we are far apart.
**Written date unknown
Posted
@jobiranyc (9/15/2017)**
A lost treasure from a dusty and newly discovered notebook, I am posting with few edits.
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