Lost To Gain
The wind long and low wails it's saddest loud cries
In the night sweet words whispered will whither and die
One great truth is a lesson learned hard if at all
That even from Greatest of loves we can fall
Through broken heart teardrops splash pain over face
We pave bravely the way and still quicken our pace
To escape or outrun our most painful to name
That what's hurt most is prideful, not love lost or gained
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