I know I’ve tried
To be myself
I’ve failed at that
Place me on a shelf
Of life well lived
But not fulfilled
Of promises kept
But not revealed
I close my gaze
On your sweet face
Of what we were
Is there no more
Nor could have been
Of what we thought
Should have been
I close my thoughts
Of dreams untold
Of love forlorn
And not yet born
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