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lonely hearts
eyes deceive, what you cannot see.
Simple lies, that play hide and seek,
who can tell? Sweet lies hide, and show another side,
I'm lonely, but who can see?
The fire that burns the brightest light,
first to dim under pale moonlight.
Hearts that cry, lost in solitude,
trapped in time, waiting to see light,
fortified in dreams,
A million lonely hearts,
crying in the night, longing in the dark...
'all the lonely people...
'all the lonely people... where do they all come from?'
God bless all beings, and most quickly the loneliest, those in physical or
emotional agony, the homeless, the hungry, the lovelorn
The lonely? I guess they come
The lonely? I guess they come from being trapped in themselves, just longing to break free.