by Tyrra Meserve

Created on: March 19, 2009

It was her love I sought

Through broken glass and shattered dreams

Down haunted roads that twisted, turned

Into a life it never seamed

It was her love I sought

In and out of youth and age,

Exercising alleyways inside a young boy's needs

Searching now inside to find the sage

It was her love I sought

Buried deep within the child

A lonely land of forgotten truth

Where the price of lies taught mild

It was her love I sought

As once upon a little heart

Pain and loss and selling out

Became a the way to start

It was her love I sought

While living in the empty space

That turns the mind of love of blood

To bargain chips and wins replace

The character of soul.

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