Truth be said by few even to the
Point of death, it is severe to the
One who hardly speak it. After
Few weeks, courage has been gained
To outlay the truth. Just the timing
Was not right. The rejection of a
Gradually growing love within a soul,
Ended up boiling with tears, day
And night, caused by the rejected
Love. Mourning the unbound love.
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