Unspoken

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It was hard to see you all down,
All of a sudden, from cheers to a frown,
I know I was rude-some part of me,
But another part pleads,I regret it.

I could have shared my problems,
Yes I'd have shared them, but now,
Doesn't look like we're sharing troubles,
I'm just giving away mine to you.

That's not what I wished for,
You're jovial, joyous, which you're pretty for,
But please do understand my state,
I've been thrown out thrice by fate.

Either your eyes didn't see, or you shut them,
You hurt me way too much; the same way,
You attracted me. I'm insecure of losing you,
How you pointed hands at me that day,
How, for all my care, you turned away
Haunts me all the time, like your face would, when it cries.

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