A view of mercy-
admiring her,
now from a distance
I catch a glimpse-
a fleeting future
flashing before my
welling, weary eyes
She has saturated
my senses, she has
my attention wrapped
tight around her limp finger
At her mercy now,
though I fear she has forgotten.
Will my words echo?
Will we love again?
I have began to dig deep into
my patience reserve, so you
don't have to bankrupt your emotions.
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