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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