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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Lovelorn
My heart does not belong to him He�s never held the key in his hand He will never know the power of my love And he would never understand That you are the one Who so dessperately holds my little heart In your calloused hands And you are the one I wish to be held against He does not know my mind He does not own my soul He does not have my heart For he does not possess the key And he would never understand That you are the one for me raw || truth |