unseen

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unseen

shhhh..... i cant tell no one this secret. about a love i never could confess

i keep thinking that its a bad idea and that it holds no future, but on the other hand,

it means the thier is nothing to worry about. why not live for now, life is too short

you catch me staring at you but miss the look on my face

there is nothing i wouldnt do for your loving embrace

but i cant let anyone know that this is the way you feel

so i must put on a show and my thought must be conceal

locked in tight as a drum pounding on my mind

the make me glum... the feeling that is bind.

you said you really like me but what does that mean

do you simply wanna lay me?

or is this love unseen.

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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