He prepared his lines
For her to hear
Though it would not last
They still cheered
At least he confessed
A love awoken
Pain found in loss
To a heart that is broken
Had they been afraid
Had he not confessed
He would have wondered
And he'd have regret
And a coward could love
But he couldn't say
So he gets hurt too
But in a worse way
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Author:
Emperor (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 8th, 2026 09:15
- Category: Love
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