Somewhere out there
there is someone who cares,
Someone who loves me
Just as I am
Someone who wants me.
Someone who desires me,
Someone who loves me,
Wants to be with me,
To hold me, to touch me.
It is good to know
But
It doesn't make THIS time
Any easier to bear.
Who would choose to spend
The last hours of their life
Unhappy, unfulfilled, unloved, unloving?
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