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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There are words I cannot say, forbidden by this world, judges around every corner and whispers in the dark, to speak the words unsaid a heart would be revealed, an oh so complicated journey I’m sure I would embark. There are words I cannot say, hidden deep inside, to show my love for her beyond the shadow of a doubt, the pain inside I feel whenever we’re apart, loneliness, emptiness, all feelings I could live without. There are words I cannot say, expressing my desire to be close to her, to kiss her and hold her, stroking fingers through her hair, to hold her hand or touch her face while gazing deep within her eyes, all these things I’d love to do and tell her just how much I care. There are words I cannot say, though the truth she must surely know, if there was anything she would ever need and help I could supply, to the ends of the earth I’d go, no rock to be left unturned, when empty would be my search on earth to the stars I would fly. There are words I cannot say, should she stay or should she ever go, none that could ever truly express what lies within my heart, she just needs to know that wherever she is and however time has passed, my love shall always be with her; it’s been there from the start. There are words I cannot say, hidden behind my eyes they will remain, until the day when the spoken word becomes the object of her desire, she will only need to look to me and ask with all her heart, for her alone I’d shout it like angels in their choir.
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