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Silly girl Too naïve and quick to love Giving my everything But he can’t take it He has his hands in another’s Though glad to see him blissful Excruciating realization has pained my soul As they dance beautifully Gracefully on my heart She has him, he loves her And I am left cold With tears that sprint down my cheeks Smudging the papers on which I write I don’t wipe them away Why must this love of mine Be hexed with such bitterness A stupid girl Crying through song Writing love poems With no intent to give them Desiring these feelings you offer All of good All of charming beauty All of dark mystery No longer remaining They have distorted Faded away to dreams Of blackened nothingness Flights of fancy have left me alone A rose that once bloomed A beautiful scarlet This beckoning rose Has pricked my finger And wilted away to pure sorrow The coldness burns my fingertips And here I stand Shivering in the flames You will not read this letter That I scribble in your name You will not know my gift to you Secretly given, unknowingly turned away Please don’t turn away from me But you already have |