a thought incomplete

The tides have changed in days all new

A breaking from the norm ensues

How can I bother to speak

When all my fears have come to peaks

And Lord only knows that such a breach

will only make my soul more meek

I think I'm still in love


You looked in my face and didn't recognize

That to find love inside of me we both need a disguise

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