From a distance much to great,

He silently seals his fate.

With a rush of the tide,

He loses the feelings he tried to hide.


His head spins,

as he silently watches it end.

He took great care,

but alas it was a pain he could not bear.


He did what he must,

But still he lost all her trust.

Now that the hurt is so strong,

Was what he did so wrong?



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