Between beautiful words
And a lovely touch
It is nothing good
If the touch is not reciprocal
The verses of a poet
Weren't meant to be thrown away
But eternalized
In a heart that loves such symphony
For those who choose not to love
I give you... the chant of the dead
Because before the poet's head
You chose the liar's instead.
Sadly, the world is full of liars
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