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The Curse
 

What’s wrong with me, hides me from her eyes
I never appear on her list of cute guys
I’m nice and I’m friendly and we always have fun
What is it I say, to stay “not The One”
She’s beautiful and smart with bright sexy eyes
Which fill me with awe, and elicit only sighs
For when I see her; gone, are reason and rhyme
I stand lost in her beauty, frozen in time
What about me, I’m kind and sweet
My tender heart ready to lay at her feet
Nothing more than friendship is what she desires
And I desperately try to dampen my fires
“I need sparks” she explains, as she flashes a smile
My heart withers and dies but I smile all the while
Sparks my heart cries, oh why can’t she see
As the fires erupt, and embers surround me
If only she’d glimpse, oh what bliss could be had
Instead I’m left feeling lonely, empty and sad
Someday the fire weakens, slowly fading away
And another appears; not now but someday
Grand friends will we be and yet, nothing more
The cycle repeats, as it has always before





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