Friday, April 8, 2011

The Lonely Sonnet

The once fearless flame
But a quiet ember
You do not know my name
Can you hear me whimper?

It seems all too simple
For you to just let me go
You didn’t even notice me, not even a little
As my heart began to slow

My heart earns for someone
I must accept the lonely
It’s hard for anyone
I try to think of you fondly


What you didn’t know
I had already let you go

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