~The story~
- unwirthy to know what i feel ,
-know less of what i thought was real
- unworthy of what was to be faith,
- know to much of what my friends said was fake
trust, betrayed by lie,
- honesty corrupted by feelings left to pass by
- love left with sorrow and fadelity
- words unable to tell how its hurting me
~The Results~
a tear left to shine on a beautiful fac,
sad face left it to be of beautiful case
What gave me the strenght? what gave me happiness?
Love, loves nobody and it will hurt me no less
But, pain can chisel and erase
happiness that once took place,
that left that smile on my face
To yet define this stories case
Are all these harshly kind yet ungentle tears that fall upon my face
The only love is a love yet lost
And every love comes at ones cost
and that cost is love
At the expense of love thereafter
Is the joy in tears & laughter
Why be glum in such gloom to mourn one morning's moon?
Where even the shadows prance with each dancing ray
Where be a lady that cause many men swoon
After heartache from one another, given each passing day!
(lines 24 to 29 are from Barry)