In the middle
Who will take care of me when I am old?Who will hold me when I am alone?
This feeling I have is killing me,
who knew love could cause such pain?
I can not look at you without crying,
not even think of you.
I still love you and you do love me too.
This is a fact as clear as day,
yet we live surrounded by evil
...and people wanting to harm us.
And we are in the middle, trying to keep up.
I wish I could be strong, for this my love I am sorry.
Religion is pulling us apart.
My love for you is eternal.
Poetry by LittleEm
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Written on 2010-01-31 at 12:18
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