[N.B. It was written when I was in school :-P]
You were my golden flower
And I the thirsty bee.
I was, in every hour
struggling to find thee.
I was in sorrow,
residing in pain
but I knew tomorrow
I'd be revived by your rain.
But seldom did I know
that the battle hard fought
was never to be won,
I was destined to mourn.
Alas, the truth was unveiled,
the secret revealed,
that you were never mine
nor could I ever be thine.
Into pieces, was I shattered,
each part was in pain.
My longing was battered,
half-dead I remain.
Consoling my broken heart
that one day will favor fate,
but still knows my each part
that you are not worth the wait.
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