In hearts thought lost forever,
in souls loneging to be free
In minds locked behind the walls of
forever there lives a passion and its
name is true
Yes it taunts the place we all keep
locked within the caverns of the ones
left behind
Tears,pain and anger should we have
to hurt,the sadness the longing to be set
free,free to live once again
True,yes true is the name for witch
we give a love that if broken can destroy
are most inner souls.
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