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A Storm In Heaven, Sections 19-24

"If the drinks rob her balance from her beautiful feet there my arms will be outstretched for her to meet And each season we spend apart from the other I will think of her always and never another No matter how I long to see her once more And talk to her for hours on the second floor Each moment with her a memory unforgotten By this mind so twisted by love begotten Oh, I know well the struggle of love unreturned Another man she loves, but how to deal I’ve learned Silence is a price not easily bought in such times And my feelings are punished as emotional crimes Never to know if her mind will someday turn And fear and loathing in my heart do churn This has caused me trouble in the sleepless nights I hold But these will deter me when the flames of hell are cold A girl like this one I have never met before And I have heavy doubts that this world contains more No matter the lengths and the pains I must endure I will wait for her forever, this I know for sure In my very bones, and no deeper feeling have I felt In all my failed ventures, as if my heart could melt Such a condition is so difficult to explain But it lies in everything she does contain Her smile that lights the darkest hour Her voice that raises me from days so dour Her eyes that sparkle in so unique a way And her hair that cascades as the falls by the bay Her every aspect enchants me wholly And so I devote myself unto her fully I desire no other for no other would I need the pursuit of someone else no longer taking seed I know that she doesn’t love this face And I ask not for it at such a pace But rather the chance for my value to be weighed And if this is too much to ask then I shall fade Into the mists of this rainy Cleveland night Knowing in my heart that my love was right Even if I must be a friend for always after My love will still echo in the sounds of our laughter” I knew not what to say to man who loved so fiercely But I took his words for gospel before his gaze could pierce me And so I saw his oath made on the evening cold and wet Not a word from his mouth that night do I forget From then on he strove with every ounce of his soul To do everything in his power to achieve his goal Lyla Dawson, stunning smart and loved by all But never have I thought she heard my poor friend’s call

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