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Unrealised

Unrealised

 

I still yearn for you,

I have spurned others.

The pain I caused, is cast on me now,

I still burn for you

My heart belongs to no other.

 

Cold is the road I built for myself,

I bordered the edges not to stray.

You never appear on my journey,

And those that do I pass by.

 

I drive on in hope

My yearning will be answered.

The light I see I wish is yours back in my life,

I always run as the light coalesces into shapes unfamiliar,

Past happiness blinding future hope.

Before the hold, before the relentless grey cold ►

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