Wednesday, September 9, 2009

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The times are trying,
I hope no one is spying,
Because I am crying.

She said it doesn’t feel right,
That was a hard fucken bite,
Then I screamed into the night

What is love and where can I find it?

I looked here,
I looked there,
Hell, I even looked under the chair,

I asked around,
No answer to be found,
Just a long dead sound,

What is Love and where can I find it?
Tell me, please tell me

With one long sigh,
I finally said goodbye,
Wishing it was a lie.

I am walking away,
Moving on and letting go,
Searching for love in new places.

Does the search ever end?


Daniel Heier

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