How can I live
Often feeling alone
My heart broken
Everyone else feels home
Is love forgotten
Sometimes left alone
Love gives life meaning
Often always given away to soon
Very few people to this day show love
Everyone has no room for something to grow
A time in life where love is needed
Never forgotten but kept as an open secret
Don’t let your love die in a broken home
Let it be filled with joy with great room to grow
In dreams we live but in life hope for
For hope is another word for tomorrow
Even at its lowest moment love is love
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