A Passionless Passion
I have forgotten you
Said she, trying to be true
Hiding away her wounds
In her wrecked mood
And there he stood
With that look
Being crude
Not caring of her droop
He lives his way
She lives in dismay
Because she loves
And he won't say the word
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