The Cry of the Unknown, the Love of the Undiscovered

Oh please, please don't be true.
These words you say, you say with pain.
If this is the last you'll ever write
Or this be the last you'll ever read
I'll tell you something you need to here
This pain you feel, no it isn't real
You have so much to live for
You haven't lived long enough discover
While you sit there with your eyes open big
Looking round and round for someone to hold
Behind the tinted glass, and painted walls
Lies someone else who cares
Those who you think do not love
May just show it in other ways
Oh yes they would cry
I know this because I don't know you
And if this was the last you ever wrote
Or the last you ever read...
I'd cry for that which you haven't lived
That special love you haven't felt
But still it is waiting to be discovered
If your willing to do some uncovering.

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2 comments so far.

1. Joshua Pilger says:

   Dedicated to Musikgurl, so that she may continue to live.

2. Niko says:

   The unseen and unheard love is what's worth living for. Sweet work.