How can such a Love be so mistreated?
How can holding out my hand be scorned?
I offered my heart and soul to thee,
Why have you decided to destroy me?
Never again will my tears fall for you,
I will not lose hope because of your pain,
I cannot pity a heart so cold and bare,
I weep not for your lack of care.
Never again will I hurt because of you,
I will cease to ache and cry out for truth.
Your bright soul has grown dark and empty
You are the one who will become lonely.
I have a life to live away from scorn and lies,
In a place where my love in passion cries.
I am who I am and I will not change,
The day will come, I will pity your pain!
This is no world for one such as you,
A man so weak, hard-pressed to make it through.
No helping hand to guide your way
Nor a shoulder to cry on those vile days.
I will not weep nor shed another tear,
I relinquish all my hopes and fear.
One day all will come full circle for me,
And in that day I will finally be free.

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