The Search


Searched and prayed for, But never have I found, A love so tangible, It takes my feet off the ground. Seas of tears have fallen, Seasons do what they know, Beau!... love isn't approaching, It refuses to even take a glance my way, So here I lay, Bare, under white ceilings, Enclosed between white walls, Coping with the vision, Vision of never getting love's attention, Dreaming, fanticizing, supreme analizing, It's so surprizing, when am I going to open my eyes and, search for something new? 


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