A life without love is an empty place
where seldom is seen a smiling face,
there hearts begin to shrivel and die
and blue gives way, to a dark grey sky.
Compassion and hope are things of the past,
laughter and mirth to the depths are cast.
Travel through life, unfeeling, unkind,
to forever sever the ties that bind,
alone and forlorn on a journey for one,
never feeling the magic, the joy, the fun.
Lonely is life with no love deep inside,
cold and detached, bitter tears to be cried.
A soul without hope only misery and hate
to end up alone, could this be your fate.
The touch of a lover, the kiss of a friend
will help ease the burden on the path to the end.
If you choose this life, please heed my thoughts
for love is not borrowed, begged for or bought.
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