Love is...
When on a day we may argue or fight,
and we kiss and make up before the end of the night.
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Walking the halls, each step feeling sicker,
Kids they point, laugh and snicker.
Trying to make it through her day,
At home is where she wished she could stay.
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On the wooden porch sets two rocking chairs,
Where now he sits alone and stares.
The women he loved is there no more,
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Sucking the life out of my soul,
my heart has become a dark empty hole.
Bitterness, anger has swallowed my joy,
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You made me what I am today,
feeling ugly and useless day after day.
A bitter person you helped me become,
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When does time stand still?
It's when the love you had turns out to be a lie.
A hurt so deep seeps into your soul, to make you feel numb and no longer whole.
But the tears dry up anger disappears. No more disappointments and no more fears.
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