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Why would you care what some person thinks, to do so shows them your armor's chinks
That pain in the limb that is no longer there, the body will mourn itself with great care
Layers of our souls are pulled away, like the skins of an onion around its cache
Our soul, our center we give to another, despite the intent, we often will smother
If its not this, then what you may find, you don't shed enough of that onion's hide
Perhaps its your soul that you wish to protect, treating your love with a certain suspect
In love and life there is always uncertainty, searching for love's vast harvested bounty
All we can do is all that we share, to always give love and to give our love care
Though the greatest is that which always is squandered, to never try again will give endless ponder
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Why
Date: Wednesday, 1st October 2008 @ 08:34:23 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: navydocny
Why do we want what we cannot have, its like wanting the burn to get some salve
Why would you care what some person thinks, to do so shows them your armor's chinks
That pain in the limb that is no longer there, the body will mourn itself with great care
Layers of our souls are pulled away, like the skins of an onion around its cache
Our soul, our center we give to another, despite the intent, we often will smother
If its not this, then what you may find, you don't shed enough of that onion's hide
Perhaps its your soul that you wish to protect, treating your love with a certain suspect
In love and life there is always uncertainty, searching for love's vast harvested bounty
All we can do is all that we share, to always give love and to give our love care
Though the greatest is that which always is squandered, to never try again will give endless ponder
If its truly only your love that you seek, your happiness of life will eagerly bespeak

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