The sunshine can never be mine.
Maybe I will be okay & just fine.
My feelings I can not confine.
No current love spells bind.
Time of the past, present, & future.
Can not stop, pause, or rewind.
He does not want nickels, Pennies, or dimes.
No more love song dedications or hymns.
Uncomfortable & sour like lemons or limes.
Senseless words that rhyme.
Rejection like a creep of slime.
Maybe his feelings will change in time.
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