At Ends
To live within the
everlasting, the
bliss that endures and
sustains, breathing will
where lived only doubt...
a once-shy heart
sits, and wonders
(and fears) that your
love (oh love) will
slowly fade
like whispers
or the scent
you left
on a
cheek
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