Inside, my mind is reeling;
My vision is all bent.
A tidal wave of feeling,
my heart left with a dent;
In need of a strong sealing,
releasing me from this never-ending torment.
My heart he's slyly stealing,
with my heart's complete consent.
Yet his love, he is concealing,
leaving my soul to lament...
A sad song my heart is singing,
its wonted happy tune, the wounds prevent.
All along, I keep wanting, wishing,
for things to be wholly different...
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