Painful tears across my face,
Touching her cold, cold ear,
I feel so lonely and so much hate,
I lost all that was dear,
She was the one I turned to most,
When I was in despair,
Her loving manner still about,
As I touched her silvery hair,
I’ll never learn to love again,
You broke my heart,
And stole my friend.
-College Freshman (1993-1994)
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