Hardened By Time
The heart I have beats silently alone
As dark of night weighs heavily on me
The morning sun shall see it then as stone
A hardened crust that everyone will see
Yet winds, in time, may carry dreams aloft
So maybe hopes will one day then be real
To one adored, so beautiful and soft,
I send my hopes and dreams to her, to feel
I pray that time befriend this lonely heart
I, too, wish that her heart remains with joy
With windblown wishes, that I will impart
My every ounce of strength to then employ
So she will then soften this heart of stone
Destroying that which left it all alone
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