Loveless

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romance

Deepened in my thoughts 

When I think of happiness my thoughts can only be  filled with the darkness that surrounds me

What is happiness ? When the souls of the dead cry out begging to be remembered 
Screams of the living ...scream from their soul no one sees your pain but I do 
No one sees as much hurt that I see in your eyes 
The pain I try to sweep with a broom of my love
But the dustpan I use with my heart to pick of the broken shattered pieces of your spirits 
Doesn’t always work 
The love I have for you is unmeasurable 
You really don’t understand the depths of my soul 
But I’m willing to unload all my baggage 
As long as I have your spirits that can be mended and your heart that I’ll be there to  fill