Black night strums,
A lonely chord,
A broken heart,
I can’t afford.

All my riches,
All my life,
It’s all hers,
To end the strife.

As we’re talking,
I must hide,
I can’t reveal,
Can’t decide.

I wish I didn’t love her,
I didn’t care so much,
I wish she cared about me,
It wasn’t left untouched.

I want to talk it over,
I wish she’d love me back,
I just want to be hers,
To stop this heart’s attack.

                                            Ktwilight

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