Sonnet of the Unconditional
Unconditional is seen much more clear
By the harsh light of scattered family
Than in the eyes I need to hold me dear
My condition without one I can't see
So I focus on your form, deaf to me
For I see you sense my words in some way
And if you never thought to say sorry
Even in shadow I know I would stay
Unacknowledged, still eyes not faltering
Unseen, still I daydream of aiding love
Undone, I still think what more I might bring
Instilling hope, although I fade hereof
I can tear myself just fine without you
But in healing fine how could this be true?
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