when i cry for love,
Silence answers me,
Does this mean,
That love is mean?
I do not know,
For I have no answers,
But for now,
I do not see,
The light shining upon me,
When I smile,
It is but a mask,
The biggest of a task,
But why you ask:
For deep within
I am a love craving shadow,
Filled with hatred for my sorrows.
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