#poetry #unrequited It won't happen... I know. But for a moment, I think... I'll catch your eye somehow, Despite myself. It won't happen... I know. But maybe... Somehow... I'll become your exception, To prove the rule. It won't happen... I know. That all that I am, And all that I offer, Will outshine my form, To your suprise. It won't happen... I know. That you could learn, To love me. When even I... Can't love myself. It won't happen... I know. But let me pretend... Please...
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