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Poetry

Every word, every line, every rhyme and the chorus were made with love and written in heart's blood, but the song was doomed to never be sung.

Our Song

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by NathanSeitz

by NathanSeitz

We could have had our song,

And I thought of lyrics so long,

We could have shattered the ground,

With the unequivocal sound,

Every rhyme I wrote with my heart's blood,

How it ran, like a flood,

I broke myself so many times,

And I allowed so many crimes,

Just so we could sing together,

We could have been forever,

But I guess my heart and soul's stuff,

Just was never really enough.