Memory's

For the reasion i cannot speek with you,

is the reasion of my illfated heart.



If i were to speek with you,

is as if it were to happen agine.



If i were to speek with you,

is what my love for you could not bare.



If i were to see your face,

it would bring unbareable memory's.



If i were to see your face,

it would kill me to my minds extent.



For the reasion i cannot speek with you,

is because it hurts to love so much.






Author's Notes/Comments: 

this has to be my favorite poem...no reasion inperticlular.

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