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Loves Lonesome Lie

Enter this world in a screaming fit
crying out for mothers warmth
but as our life continues
what do we cry for
when our mother's comfort leaves us who do we yearn for
Do we cry for the love lost
or never found
for what we never had
like shattered glass


falling from your hand
leaving cuts as it

forever leaves our grasps
and you sit there looking
at the pile of broken memories
knowing that if you touch

you will suffer
so do we cry for the obvious
for whats in front
but we refuse to see





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