A starving emotion to be held, to be loved, feeding the loss of broken mistrust
Hurt beyond hurt, the threshold of pain, gone far to far to go back again
Alone in the playground, while all around have fun, shadows of life hid the warmth of the sun
Years of solitude, hurt rages til, way beyond tragedy to stand alone still
No more yearnings love or desire, cuts like a knife burning like fire,
Incarcerated into this helI on the hill, free as a bird, still I wish I could feel.
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