A Story of…

Oh why this feeling, once more
Supposed to be something from the past
Never to appear again,
So I thought…

Spikes are back in the head, every day
A constant state of pain
Commencing at the break of dawn,
So I sense…

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Is it worry?
Is it strain?
Or just another chapter in this game?

Must hold on
To the small things that matter,
Must be thankful
For what I receive and have,
And above all…
Must cherish and respect
Those close and care,

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My heart belongs to you,
My wealth is my love for you,

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While you calm my spirit with your kisses
And ease the discomfort with your touch
I search for the source
Hidden in the depths of my soul…

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