If only I found the key
To what I do not know
Looking out to see
What I could owe
To what I do not know
It remains unseen
What I could owe
If only I had been keen
It remains unseen
The truth behind everything
If only I had been keen
I would have been relieved from this aching
The truth behind everything
Looking out to see
I would have been relieved from this aching
If only I found the key
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Wilted Flowers
PoetrySometimes you just need to write it down. Here are my thoughts.
