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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Emotional · #831712

You don't see my soul.

Through tears
I watch
and wait.
My heart is breaking.
You don't see my soul.
I stand at the
outer edges,
smiling through the pain.
Love, I hoped,
at long last.

Not meant to be.
One more disappointment
in a sea of many.

Alone

The path I walk
Desolate
Silent
Dark
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