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Echoes of a phantom love
In the whirlwind of your presence,
I was spun through the mangle of your gaze,
Interrogated by your grilling smiles
Each question a probing dagger in my mind.
And when you turned to walk away,
My heart hung heavy with the weight of a green willow,
Its branches reaching out in sorrow
For the love that nearly took root within me.
I poured my soul into the cup of your being,
Almost loved you beyond the bounds of reason,
But you slipped through my fingers like sand,
Leaving me to drown in a vale of tears.
I struggle now against the tide of my thoughts,
Each wave crashing down with the memory of your touch,
But why did you come at all,
If only to fade into the mist of my dreams?
I reached for you with all my might,
Eyes betraying the lies of your absence,
For you were never truly there,
A figment of a heart's desperate imagination.
You never existed, yet your absence reverberates
Through the hollow chambers of my soul,
And I am left to wander in the shadows
Of a love that was never truly mine.
I was spun through the mangle of your gaze,
Interrogated by your grilling smiles
Each question a probing dagger in my mind.
And when you turned to walk away,
My heart hung heavy with the weight of a green willow,
Its branches reaching out in sorrow
For the love that nearly took root within me.
I poured my soul into the cup of your being,
Almost loved you beyond the bounds of reason,
But you slipped through my fingers like sand,
Leaving me to drown in a vale of tears.
I struggle now against the tide of my thoughts,
Each wave crashing down with the memory of your touch,
But why did you come at all,
If only to fade into the mist of my dreams?
I reached for you with all my might,
Eyes betraying the lies of your absence,
For you were never truly there,
A figment of a heart's desperate imagination.
You never existed, yet your absence reverberates
Through the hollow chambers of my soul,
And I am left to wander in the shadows
Of a love that was never truly mine.
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