When you asked you said you were fine,
Words not spoken are too kind,
I had hoped for an answer to my curiosity,
Romance fleeting far beyond reach.
Bid my hope farewell,
All the way to Valhalla,
Etched in flame to dwell,
Eternity failing.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
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