In Seperate Souls

If I begged and pleaded,

Would you ever consider,

Coming back to me,

Again?



If I sorried and humbled,

Could you ever decide,

Our lives are worth it,

Together?



If I hoped and Prayed,

Would it be alright,

If God played the part,

Matchmaker?



If I wept and cried,

Could our love bring together,

The peices of smashed trust,

Forever.



For wether I,

beg or humble,

Pray or weep,

Friends remain,

Loves remain,

In Seperate Souls.




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