You know you make my heart ache so.
How I hate to see your dreams sundered
Your hopes laying in waste about you
The tears in your eyes
Born of sadness and frustration
Question rise haunting
How long must I wait?
How much should I give?
How much can you take
Yet ne’er repay?
The well is dry
My heart bereft
The phone lies silent
The bell doesn’t ring
The
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