Drops of Rejection


Drops of affection I spill my eyes,
and meet my point insane;
he looks at me and dare I do
leave keys in the rain.
Not keys to doors nor troubled scores,
but hearts beyond divine.
He grabs the key,
but happens be
a faux of the same kind.
O lover, lover, my kind heart beau,
why shall you trouble thee?
For the key, my love,
is far above
from what you gave to me.
Drops of rejection I spill my eyes
and reach my point insane;
he looks at me and dare I do
leave keys in the rain.
Though months and months I gave own,
the blame was put on me;
days grew dark, now don't deny,
you left me there to see.
A cabin of darkness with no shed light
I let my lover be,
with no escape I final test,
but keys still left for thee.

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