Believed buried,
A heart estranged from it's beat,
Suddenly revived,
How strange to feel all but meek,
It was the stone I had unturned,
That hid something beautiful I learned,
And to know,
Beneath the surface of the stone that glow,
Was to love you so,
Yet it's love you choose not to know,
And despite a promise,
You must let me go.
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 7:27 AM UTC
Believed buried,
A heart estranged from it's beat,
Suddenly revived,
How strange to feel all but meek,
It was the stone I had unturned,
That hid something beautiful I learned,
And to know,
Beneath the surface of the stone that glow,
Was to love you so,
Yet it's love you choose not to know,
And despite a promise,
You must let me go.
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