By eccentricdestiny13
From "The Pettifogging chamber"
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He looked away.
And out of her eyes.
The lovely smile,
So warm and sublime.
That charming smirk,
That left him beguiled.
She looked away.
And into the sky.
Bit her lip.
With a moist eye.
She couldn't keep it in,
But she won't cry.
Curbing their feelings,
They couldn't bear
The burdensome love
And non-apparent care.
Put on secondary primacy.
On the back burner in them.
Put on low precedence,
That never became high.
Feelings pushed behind,
That will but ignite
They can temporarily defer.
But how long will remitting survive?
Dedicated to eccentricdestiny13