Losing Thee
Love it tis
Thee is there
far to reach
yet reach I do
Love it tis
Thee is there
Thi hold your heart
yet thee turns away
Love it tis
Thee is there
Thi follows thee
over land and sea
yet thee shoves
presant into past
Love it tis
Thee is there
Thi worships the ground
thee walks upon
yet thee moves away
Love it tis
Thee is there
Thi pleads for the
magic of holding love
yet thee hears not
Love it there to find
patience is to be had.
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