the quill

these words of love drip from my quill
with love your heart i wish to fill
my words they fall on empty ears
my love for you brings only tears
i knock and knock but you've barred your door
if i could just make you see that its you i adore
for you I'd give my life you see
for you my love, mean that much to me
in my soul for you my love burns true
but my love is not enough for you
you walk away and here i stand
with broken heart, dripping quill in hand

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