Some stories can never be good enough,
Coz of half handshakes and of one-sided love,
Unfulfilled emotions of a lonely dove,
Remains buried under its secret treasure trove.
The treasure is plentiful, never seems to end,
The feelings are beautiful, the Dove pretends,
What the Dove can't show, the others can't see,
That the treasure chest is actually empty.
It keeps raining outside, the feathers are wet,
Well, even if it's sunny, how far can it get?
The lump in it's throat, clinks down in the hollow,
The wealthy dove, gets richer in its sorrow.
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