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Lost in hate,
No room for fate,
No tears I shed,
Lying in my bed.
The need for love,
Like the purest dove,
Dreams of someone to hold,
To release these emotions I fold.
To feel a persons lips,
Like warm, refreshing sips,
To take me away,
From the place I lay.
To make me cry,
Instead of lie,
To stop the fight,
By telling me it's all right.
Love is all I need,
For my emotions to feed,
To fill my empty soul,
And help me out of this hole.
See? I don't need counseling. All I need is a boyfriend. Hehe. I know about my family loving me and all but this poem is about romantic love. And I think the first four lines have nothing to do with the poem. But they rhyme so I'm happy.