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by Scott Cole Feb 5, 2015 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
A broken heart A lost soul, All this loneliness Is taking its tole. Why do I search When I know in return, I will only get hurt I will only get burnt. These tears that I have Stored in my eyes, Are making me sad Are making me blind. This pain that I feel Inside of my heart, Will not fade away Will never depart. This misery I wear This frown on my face, It keeps its shape It keeps its place, These thoughts I have Living within my head, I wish they were good I wish they were dead. But yet I keep looking For that True Love, Sent from Heaven Sent from above.