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Unspoken Echoes
How can I expect you to know,
Sitting miles away my heart yearns for you,
What my heart desires is a mystery,
Hidden from my own mind and soul,
When will this longing end,
I cannot hold this impatience anymore,
Will I see you again or is this it then,
Now that you've chosen someone else,
To be your beginning, middle and end.
© Oindrilla