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Sit in silence my love,

Squander in your fear.

Let the years of old soak into your skin as you nimbly hide away in your card board box of safety.

Have you succeeded on your journey?

Have you found my last tear?

Or are you still denying that you loved me so that you may wallow in your riches.

You know the demon of Greed is a fowl ally to hold near, yet you continue to within spite of me, all because I said 'no'.

Though is it really my fault that you have be-little my kind?

That you tossed around weakened hearts and torn out others pride.

It is hard fro me to say 'I love you,' when many have chanted the same tune.

Please understand that my soul is still learning how to open its' secrets to anyone, especially you.