"Love"
Many times I have looked out my window
And each time there is nothing I can see
So if there's nothing, why does hurt still grow?
I wait for you, but you're not there for me
When the forest is a most beautiful green
The hunt continues to be a great cost
Still to me, you remain to be unseen
Even as the woods are covered by forest
There are times I hope and wish for the rain
Lighting gives me courage with its bright light
To think I am strong from all of the pain
But I know that in my heart, that's not right
I want you to be consumed in my hate
But I can't hate you, I am forced to wait.
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