A Life Of Need
Just gazing into your eyes,
carries years of misery,
as the tears flow,
I hear screams desperation,
of how your life should be,
take a petal from this rose,
will that gain you any consolation,
or will it only feed your desolation,
farther more down the road,
to destruction in a life of need.
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