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Fears of my past
lay beside me as i write
this loveless night
i yearn to break the tormented soul
let my passionate desires drip away
as i watch my dreams run and play
instead of being imprisoned in fantasy
a twisted tale of
endless romantic agony
alas my poor heart craves what it seems to be denied
the very essence of love cries
as the most intimate part of me dies
the fears of my past multiply
turn into moments of true lonliness
surely you must know this
true love sometimes doesn’t mean happiness
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem