I sit and I watch
Feeling the constant tattoo of my passions
Beat against my chest
It is thunder, rolling across the plains
It is fire, surging forth
All enveloping, all consuming
Madness
Yet I do nothing
I lack the courage
Though I posses will a plenty
I am the baby bird
Too scared to take the leap
Afraid that I will fail
And plummet to death
So I sit and watch
Admiration from afar
Unrequited love
Yet the belief remains
One day I will act
When I do
Angels will sing
I really like this one except for the very last line.
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