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Torn

Crys from a baby born
From his mother he is torn
Ten years later he wonders whats wrong
For a mystery someone he longs
He stays awake at night
Sad from his awkward life
He crys more then a stormy sky
He dies slowly as his life passes by
No one loves him like the way she would
He'll never feel the way he could
He feels empty, lonely, and cold
He acts as though he has no soul
In her arms he wishes he could lay
He hates himself more everyday
Like a cancer he wants to cut it out
As loud as he can he wants to shout
Never the less he has to live
Even though he has nothing to give
He wants to hate her but he can't to it
He knows that he will get through it
The hate can't compare to the love
Like it's a gift from above
Meeting her will never be
Now she's a faint memory

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