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"Just Friends"Just Friends"Just Friends"
The words flow out, their result known. I have loved you so long, it is no secret.
Again the words escape my lips... I know, once more, you shall reject.
We both feel love so true, A love which can never fade.
It is in each a different nature; And yet it all feels much the same.
I long to hold you in my arms, To feel your lips against my own. I know this matches not your desires; Though it hardly seems to matter.
We both feel love so true, Though true love is not so felt.
Romance is ble


an untitled poemJoyful anarchy marches on Birds soar in an uneven flock- A symphony sounds belowan untitled poem
Insects, birds, rain, wind Flowing together in lifes song As the sun rises in the sky.
The day now grows older The forest grows warm from fiery rays A spark alights upon a twig
Anarchy turns from joy to panic Birds fly high, others try to hide The flames spread to abandoned homes.
Fear affects all life- Even the wind is abated by the heat Lifes music is overtaken by the sound of sparks.
A sad rain begins to fall The flame
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