O My Lonely Heart

O, My Lonely Heart, how I ache to find;

That magical thing called love.

To cure you of your black desires,

Make you believe that there is good.


How I wish to wipe away you tears.

Find someone to hold and assure you;

That it’s all right to hope, to live.

That one day it’s all going to be just fine.


I resist the urge to cry out loud,

For your pain is tearing me apart.

I put on my mask, a smile;

Hiding the desperation inside.


I crave to set you free, from;

The thoughts that bind you down.

Flutter your wings and try to fly,

For there is much to be loved.

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