We want to feel love in its purest form,
A warmth that will keep us safe from harm.
But all too often our hearts do break and tear,
For the love we thought we’d receive isn’t here.
Our dreams become disappointment’s bane,
Our silly comfort, we both share the pain.
Heartbreak and loneliness coming ever clearer,
Without a hand to hold, we no longer feel love near.
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