Astounding, the trust I placed in your vow,
Awaiting doomsday's dawn through the night's slow brow.
Lost in the spectacle, lost to the world's keen sight,
Yet your indifference, it awakened, somehow.
You, it was, who pledged the promise of sight,
But turned the world to a longing, hopeful light.
This heart, where courage falters, cannot pretend,
They promised, and I, I believed with all my might.
Do not question the heart's hidden core,
But this much I'll say, evermore,
That restlessness clung to the soul that did yearn,
For the one who, in turn, brought forth so much more.
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