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Coming Undone

There is a pure kind of beauty in the shining sun,
The kind of beauty that allows these feelings to come undone,
I could cry in the rain
Show the whole world this pain
Alternatively I can lie under the glistening rays
Keep all that hurts me at bay
In the sun no one thinks to check twice
My poor heart surely pays the price
Although my lips will never tell
Isnít it sad that no one knows me that well?

I wonder if his heart breaks when he hears my name
Or does his conscience cry out in guilt and shame?
Does the music have him think of me in romantic ways
Or does it have him shudder as he prays?
Does he wish he could look straight in my eyes
Or does he panic as the people would pry?

How can I ask if it was ever real?
Should I ask if it was my heart he meant to steal?
Was it all just fun?
I hope now he can see what he has done.
Kader
Written by Kader
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Author's Note
Dearest A.K.
The only one with enough of me to split me in a thousand pieces and still smile in my face.
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