Tears on my pillow
Are Tears of sadness,
Are Tears of joy.
Tears soak my eyes, my face,
And my soul.
Now my smile prevails, with the sight
Of a goddess, sent down from Olympus.
Her beauty not ever the Muses could rival.
Never has my heart ceased to beat,
Until she sang her song so sweet,
That sent my head into a spin
Like the Sirens of old, drawing me in,
Just to crash and burn in the end.
But the end is not here, we can still be friends?
I won’t win her back, only hold her close.
To my heart she made so clear
That Love can’t be defined here.
Only felt, and felt only it can be
It forced on preempted
Disaster will soon be near…
…So where do we go from here?

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