Loved by so few
Hated by many
I can read their hearts
Like a book it starts

So they turn their faces
Denying sanctioned graces
Making me feel restless
Having to deal helpless

But my patience does not wary
Nor does it vary
I will wait until the very end
When your love to me do you send

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