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by amor May 26, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
He is a great man Beloved by many He is the conqueror Who captured my heart He is a good man Who can please anyone But he was moreover The weakness of one He is needed by those Close to his blood While needed most by one Who silently fought He must be a bird That can fly openly Though it may cost Thousands of pain to me He is a great man and My love for him is vast Though his way of love Had made me create mistrust For I yearn his heart to be mine But his belongs to a majority I gave all that keeps my heart beating And nothing was left for me.