What do you become,
when no body loves you,
what are you when,
no body loves you,
a casualty of happen stanzas,
what do you do,
scared beyond recognition
road kill on the highway of life,
is it right to feel betrayed,
so many lonely days,
in your cave,
hoping and dreaming,
love will come your way,
and then never does.
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