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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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