Is this all that life has to offer me
Unfulfilled dreams and an unwanted destiny
Is this all that love has to offer me
A broken heart, sleepless nights and painful memories
Is this all that this world can offer me
Unhappiness, sickness and tragedy
Is this all that I have to offer me
Weak hope, shaky faith and powerless words
Before I leave this unkind world
Let me feel loves breath on my skin
Let me feel happiness within
This is all I ask.
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No indeed, this is not all. There is so much more to look for if one can get out of the rut of searching for love. True Love comes only when we are searching for ourselves. Read mine - The Bloom of Youth - Adeline