Canst thou knoweth what thy voice does to me?
What thine eyes do to my process of thought?
Thou must see to some level
For I make it no great secret
All the world to see
Mine love is but a small thing compared to the greatness that is you
But you must see it
I hide not my looks of admiration
But alas you seem to make no forward move to share my affection
Mayhaps my love is not quite so obvious as I had presumed it be
Perhaps you are in love with another
And with that thought I feel my heart falleth to the pit of my very being
This love I feel I fear is a one sided affair
Unrequited














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By my Sign and Seal
Your Faithful Sir Sorato
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Like a frightened child I run from the sleep that never comes.
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By my Sign and Seal
Your Faithful Sir Sorato
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Like a frightened child I run from the sleep that never comes.
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By my Sign and Seal
Your Faithful Sir Sorato
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Like a frightened child I run from the sleep that never comes.
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By my Sign and Seal
Your Faithful Sir Sorato
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Like a frightened child I run from the sleep that never comes.
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