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What They Say

This is what I've heard 'they' say... I needed a smile.
Hope, they say, springs a new each day,
And though I seek, I cannot find,
A comfort here to ease my mind.

Love, they say, will come to those who wait,
And though I wait, I cannot bring,
My lover here to share my living.

Time, they say, will heal all wounds,
And though I cover up my scars,
I cry at night to empty stars.

Absence, they say, makes the heart grow fonder,
Then our love must be intense,
The space between us so immense.

As I sit here healing, hoping, and loving,
My thoughts wander as I pray,
The endless question circles round,
Just who the hell are they?
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Published: 8/21/2013
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