This World
By John M Lennon
The touch of your soft skin
The look as this love began
Memories of you the love I lived within
All but lost as I closed the door to my heart of sin
Now each day is a thought to reach back in
But as the hurt burns to bad I let go again
Wishing for one more day to explain the hurt
But this world cares less for a man that doesn't deserve a friend in the end
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