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Mortal Love

In the darkest hours of the night 

Sitting beneath the moon

I think about us and our times 

For love and passion fill my every thought,


In the silence of the night, 

My heart beats fast, my soul takes flight,

As thoughts of you consume my mind,

A love so pure, so hard to find.


My heart reminds me of the unsaid love 

A passion fierce, a flame that's not yet fed, 

It burns within me, bright as any star,

Yet I keep it hidden deep in my heart 


I long to tell you, but I cannot find the words, 

 To express the love that often hurts,

For fear of what your reaction might be,

Hoping to keep the secrets locked tight in my heart 


So here we are, with love unspoken, 

A heart full of words, but never spoken,

A pain that lingers in the heart,

And tears the soul apart

                                           Srambican  



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