Rhymes Severed Yet Again

I fall – I tumble through the air,
My bearings gone, the wind my master,
The snaking rivers writhe upon the ground
Which seeks to meet me ever faster.
Where went my hopes, my dreams?
Have they abandoned me this night
For greener pastures, unwilling,
Or unable, to help navigate my flight?
My questions strike deaf ears.
For not a one would care to bother
With a man who only ever fails
In his endeavors – or doesn’t even try.
How am I still unwilling to unveil
The fabric of my heart, to say aloud
That yes, I genuinely like you – every bit.
For who you are, your beauty, grace,
Your charm, and intellect, and wit.

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