Lament
It so exists within me strong
The hollowness, oh how I long
If only I were to know love
I beg I find
I beg I find
But no, it never ever seems to be
A fated curse, my misery
I shall never know the touch
Of thee I seek
Of thee I seek
I pray this night it quickly pass
I want no pain, this night to last
It draws my blood in form of tears
For love not found
For love not found
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2009
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