Dissatisfaction,
The same old story,
Love is an action,
Not allegory.
You say those three word,
They have no meaning,
I hear "I love you,"
But I'm just dreaming.
I hold on to hope,
Instead of your arm,
Hearing hollow words,
That have no real charm.
I desire much more,
More than empty words,
Love is an action,
Not something absurd.
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