Unloved - Copyright 2/21/99 by Dan Sharpe.

Unloved, no arms to enfold me,
noone to kiss and gently hold me.

Alone and weeping through the nite,
yet able to love with all my might.

I poured my love out freely to you,
even before I really knew you.

What a waste thats lasted through the years,
so many lonely, empty, tears.

When I could have loved you so,
how could you ever let me go?

And still today I remain

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