Scorn By Love
Her eyes tell me all there is to know
Her heart has grown tired and worn
The idea of falling in love again
Plays back memories of being scorn
Not wanting to put her heart on the line
She now keeps it hidden and locked away
Why the same time she prays the god
Is she fine someone to love her someday
Don't be mistaken It's not love she fears
It's the pain when that love will die
She remembers the hurt of heartbreak
And the river of tears she will cry
With all the turmoil she's been through
It has made her heart a fragile thing
What she fears is also the cure she needs
And that's the joy only love can bring
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