Rejection:

by Scott Cole   Feb 5, 2015


A broken heart
A lost soul,
All this loneliness
Is taking its tole.

Why do I search
When I know in return,
I will only get hurt
I will only get burnt.

These tears that I have
Stored in my eyes,
Are making me sad
Are making me blind.

This pain that I feel
Inside of my heart,
Will not fade away
Will never depart.

This misery I wear
This frown on my face,
It keeps its shape
It keeps its place,

These thoughts I have
Living within my head,
I wish they were good
I wish they were dead.

But yet I keep looking
For that True Love,
Sent from Heaven
Sent from above.

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