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Distress

I wish you had loved me the same way,
I live in your hope each passing day.

Roses in my garden have withered,
Your disguise has made me feel battered.

I know that you will never return.
In your heart, my love had a sojourn.

To think that for you I am unfit,
Which I am unable to admit.

I do not wish to sink in distress,
Agree that, you, I cannot possess.

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Form: Couplet