Wishing for love
Wanting a dove.
Hoping to find
That o­ne-of-a-kind.
The girl of my dreams,
That lives in my dream's
The o­ne that I dream of in my dreamy dreamt dreams.
For now, for never
For before and forever.
For yesterday, for tomorrow,
And for today's sorrow.
For the happiness and sadness that come along with it.
I wish I could get it, but nothing seems to fit.
Not fit in o­ne piece, but in bunches and bits.
Should I keep going? Or admit this is it?
Love comes at a price, I high o­ne indeed:
Eternal pain's for you, if you fail to succeed.
But if it is found
Then happiness abounds.
To live or to die.
Isn't love profound?
 
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