This void I feel within me,
I know not how I could fill,
If I were to think of a way,
I would walk that hill.
Each and every day, I cry,
I wish I didn’t, I’m glad that I do,
For when the tears come no more,
I really will feel I've done all I can do.
I am content to wait,
For one so perfect, I so adore,
Your aches your pains,
Makes you all the more.
I loved you from the first,
I still love you so,
I will love always,
I now never felt so low.
- Author: markziff ( Offline)
- Published: January 3rd, 2024 10:52
- Category: Unclassified
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