My hope falls like leaves in the autumn.
My love fades like the snow of winter.
My passion burns like the heat of summer.
My tears fall like the rain in the spring.
The seasons of my life show vividly.
Emotion is an unbearable thing.
I cry myself to sleep.
My love lost like a child lost in the woods.
Should it ever be found…?
Locked behind breakable steel walls?
You have the key...
So open it!
I stare at the stars
Wishing and hoping that you’re thinking about me.
Will love find me?
Will it treat me right?
Only time will tell,
But how much time do we really have?
Do I have time?
Will I see tomorrow?
All I know is my heart can not take the pain that love causes.
Save me…
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