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By: Steve Jester

What's love got to do with anything

All the soul searching

Forever wanting

Waiting

Trying to block the pain

Thinking everything's right as rain

But soon you feel it

Seeping

Through your body with utmost speed

Though you've taken great heed

To see the consequences

Appearing

Before your very eyes

But it's too late to say your goodbyes

'Cause you're already

Dieing

Ó 2002 Steven Michael Jester