a broken heart
a torn up dream
everything goes wrong
it seems
every time i try
i lose
there is nothing left
for me to choose
a warming hug
a gentle kiss
these are things
that i most miss
and i miss the touch
of warm soft hands
and the one person
that just understands
everyday i am
being taunted
for what i want most
is to be wanted
when all your fight is gone.
9 years ago
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