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Am I in love with love, or is it love that shuns me from it’s emerald shore

For passion, for heartache, for friendship and fellowship

God looks down on us and watches our days grow greater day by day.



I know not the tender hearts that long for me, as I look towards my own passion

I see not another light in the sky, nor star in the night

I see what I see, and I hear what I hear

I love what I love, and the price is a tear



Longing and loathing aren’t much apart, but the days of the fools number longer than smart



How could I be blinded by the deaf cries in my head, for never have I seen such a place in my years.



I am a fool to love the unlovable

Or should an unlovable fool be fooled into loving?



I hear it now, it’s the utter of pain and silence so loud

Take me away from the rest of this crowd



Cast me into the sea, for I cannot see

Cut off my ears, with an ear I can’t hear

Neither time nor place can save me anymore; I hope mercy sheds my heartache so sore.