Love is but a feeling missed
you know its there but all in bliss
the feelings growing every day
but from his arms you can not stay
you want to laugh but only cry
you ask for change he dosent try
you see he loves you care in his eyes
but every day the less he tries
he raises his hand in the reddened bliss
where will he hit or will he miss?
you try to cry the tears dont come
you go outside to think your numb
you have your friends they back you up
but no one understands this stuff
now its time to sit and sigh
do i realy love him or is this a lie?
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