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Sep 2012
Come
The one I adore

In the ways of love and charm
I am a simpleton
But with you
I am master, savant

Of grace I have none
And as a soul
I am fragmented
Partial
Dismally incomplete

Though
In your eyes I shine
In your smile
I bask

I feel my heart would welcome you
But you do not feel the tremble
The gentle rent as it breaks
So unknown to you
Each time you turn away



Your shining eyes are not of me
And the warmth of your smile upon me
Runs not so deep as I had dreamed
Lydia
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Lydia
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