the hurt,
I want to scream.
When will I find the one,
who will love me,
to hold me when life is done.
Why must I be lonely,
why can't I have,
why must I be the only.
It is life's cruel joke,
a joke itself,
it's a gamble to go for broke.
The beauty of it all,
day after day,
can be a hellish down fall.
Trying to take my sanity,
my freedom too,
while others are too concerned with their vanity.
The rain is my tears,
the thunder echos,
my deep hidden fears.
death ever so close
can't stop the dream
-Todd Brehm
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