my voice goes out,
but no one hears.
the words I say,
the things I fear.
they all ignore
the things I feel.
I know that this
might not be real.
I've cried. I tried,
and now, I lied.
I want them to know
what I can't show.
but love must stay
guarded and true;
unless, now blessed,
lover loves you.
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