I aged a new sadness in the mirror
From reading your words inspired by her
Defeated by the way your soul feels her
Tears while mine pass you quickly like a blur
Its you crying over a slow dissolve
Again but with a twist of hopefulness
Those buried truths destroy my resolve
Sending me to a place of restlessness
And despair for the fact that you love her
In a way that you will never love me
My heart is telling me that it's over
That I should surrender and let you be
The last two were not simple poems
Just signs we will never make it home
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