Discarded
Her portrait, it haunts my mind.
Never has one changed my heart so
I feel things that I knew not before we met.
I can hardly understand.
Is this what I have been praying for?
Something this precious,
This rare.
But I'm afraid, afraid I’ll never feel this way again.
I don’t fit into her life,
Don’t fit in with her plans.
I've been discarded,
Thrown away.
Happiness, I long to know you.
Sadness, take me into your arms.
You Are Person # 
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