A Villanelle
Suffice to say that things are not alright
The story told with pages left unturned
Assumed for blank the story ends outright
Words once spoken are now lost on that night
What now will not be shared, but left and yearned?
Suffice to say that things are not alright
Emotions abandoned and force wrapped tight
Why you would, and now I must, unearned
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