I looked into your heart
and saw myself there.
I searched for a way out
from an entrapment, so unfair.
I stole a glance at the way you saw me,
so desirable, I know not why,
and when I found no way out,
I simply struggled not to cry...
...lest you see me weak,
whether or not you could tell,
and as far as my battle for strength,
I shouldn't like to fail...
I pray for an epiphany,
an idea for my escape,
before you, inevitably, let your love
realize itself, and become your hate.
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I wish i had a better word, but WOW, i really liked this write. It described perfectly an old love of mine and you just did a great job here. The 2nd stanza has great flow with perfect visual, i just really like this poem. Adding you as a favorite, please keep writing.
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....this is sad but the poem itself is very nice for me!
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