Limerence

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They say love will find you but over the years I have not been found.

They say love will heal you but I have not been bound.

They say love will remunerate you but I have not been crowned.

The only thing I have is the river of tears in the palm of my hand.

The only thing I hear is the buzzing of bees, oh they ache of my dreadful sound.

Scuffling and tossing I lay my head down.

I reminisce of a day when my heart will be sound.

When the buzzing of my aching heart will finally be put down.

for the meantime, I will lay here awake on this ground.

Waiting for my Ella to find me unbound.

I will have this piece of paradise called love, i will be abound.

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