By a.k.a Midnight Whispers
Date: 3 March 2001
Pure
By happenstance I did appear
Unknowing and in pain
A weakness that settled in
A longing of sorts
To find that which everyone searches
That something pure
What did I find?
It was just what I searched for
That someone who could change everything
And I change it for him
In secret we kept ourselves,
And in silence it remains
For he doesn’t believe when I say
this something is pure
And in secret it kept,
And on it went
And as time passed by
Easy mistakes, as we humans often make
They occur and juggles the feelings we hide
She says she is sorry
But can he hear this?
Can he forgive?
Can he see this something pure?
Awaiting the answers
She still strives
To show him something he has yet to find
That something that no one has given
That something that should be his
That something she knows she can give
That something pure
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