Hidden Soul
Shall I compare thee to a winters night?
Out in the back watching like an owl,
So alone and so out of sight,
Cold in your seat like a winters howl.
Do you know what you started?
I came here not noticing who,
But now you have my mind all parted,
Its like you played a game of pika-boo.
But at last me and you wont;
There are many reasons why,
I dont know what to say just dont,
And dont give up find another and fly.
For your heart was in the right place,
But your mind had the wrong face.
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