Never so much have I longed as I do,
Nor been so determined to find,
The deepest and purest of Love that is true,
And be free from these weights on my mind.
In virtue, in pain, when proud and when meek,
Always there throughout joy and sorrow,
It's not a person themself that I desperately seek,
But that warmth and great hope for tomorrow.
The world feels so cold, so barren, so dead,
All life sucked right out by despair,
It's beauty but it's pain, life hung by a thread,
No one sees, no one knows, no one cares.
Deep inside, from the depths of the soul,
Hope's alive, it's impossible to kill.
It's a drive to restore and to fight for your goals,
Your most powerful weapon, your will.
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