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A fear to love

A tear upon my pillow,
A tear upon my cheek,
Love and happiness is what I seek.
I fear not death,
I fear not life,
All I fear is pain, agony, and strife.
 
Upon my face a tear shall fall,
What are love and life after all?
Life we know not what it’s meaning maybe,
And a love is a bewildering mystery.
 
To me love is often unfair,
So I ask myself, why should I care?
But I know I can, will, and do love,
Because, if I didn’t it would be a waste
Of a great gift from above.

(1995)

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