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Reaching Out

Angry and frustrated at times.
Feeling like the inside of me, is no longer alive.
Trying to reach out and make a connection.
In return, getting no love or affection.
No longer wanting to go on.
We've lost that special bond.

The love we had is no longer there.
It's to the point that I really don't care.
I need some love and attention.
Among other things, I just won't mention.
Wanting someone to be here for me.
I guess it may never be.

Saying good-bye is so hard to do,
as I still love you too.
We will meet someday,
as my white dove flies away.

Holding back my tears,
loving you so dear,
living for tomorrow,
dreams of yesteryears.