A Love Story- Lang Leav

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Beyond the shores of melancholy,
There was a time I held your hand.
My heart now bears an untold story,
Like a ship at sea, that longs for land.

A great untruth, my lips have borrowed,
A boundless treasure to line my chest;
The wealth of words are in their sorrow ---
And words are all I can bequest.

We remain unwritten throughout history,
No x will mark us on the map;
But in books of prose and poetry,
You loved me once, in a paragraph.

And your love has left me, on this island,
It has filled my cup up to the brink;
Yet I grow thirsty in this silence ---
There is not a drop for me to drink.

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