Where is all the love, for me is it too late
Coldness and lonely, is this to be my fate
Others walking hand in hand, do they really care
Wedding vows and rings of gold, are these just a lair
Can anyone, ever want to be in love with me
This starving for affection, is it to be my dying plea
Am I not pleasing enough, to find myself a beau
Why can’t someone love me too, this I’ve got to know!
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