My journey and hope to find a place

Over a year ago I rudely woke With a heart tired, weak, and broke I closed my eyes, wished away I realise now it never may Through life I’ve gone, in somber cloak

The days went on, a lonely road My heart beat few, a broken mode I tried and tried to no avail No longer able was I to wail I only hope that to love, there’s a code

A month ago it seems you came Into a heart made of broken clay Still it seems alone I sit Do you even believe I’d make a fit I doubt the truth behind what you say

Do I stand a chance, to find myself A place in your heart in happy health Still I hope our lips to meet At the moment we decide to greet I fear though, in love I’ll never find wealth

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