You will love he said, outside of yourself
You will love them until you cannot give
You will feel years of pain --your private hell
but this is my will-- how you are to live
Don't ask questions when the fantasy ends
Take reality and be on your way
You will see how greed and selfishness win
But there is nothing you can do or say
to make love stay close -- inside of your arms
holding tightly to hope for something real
What will defend you and keep you from harm?
Nothing. Unless you beg, borrow and steal
The quiet moments that seem like true love?
They are just ruses until your life's done
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