In love again, yet so distraught,
The lie is out, I have been caught.
Its more than still waters, running ever so deep,
Dreams are real, I’ve lost the art of sleep.
Like a million echoes, struggling to come out,
This seems like ‘it’, not just a passing bout.
Hard to hide, harder to contain,
It aches deep within, but is yet the sweetest pain!
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