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I feel like I am loved
When my lover holds me But when he falls asleep I start to feel lonely I watch him as he sleeps Not a care on his mind He's that way when awake So caring and so kind If opposites attract I've really met my match My heart could not resist From wanting to attach My hopes and dreams within Just waiting to get out Now where do I begin And what's it all about How do I love myself While loving someone, too It's too late to go back Now what am I to do He makes me so happy And yet I never am So truly satisfied Just being where I am I always want to be Somewhere and someone else But now I'm trying to Be here and be my self It's not easy, not yet I nearly lost my self Yet, I have no regret Admitting I'm not well How else will I get well Well enough to be me I have to start somewhere Now, and let the past be Today is all I have To learn about His will Let me regard this day With gratefulness until It comes my time to go Maybe by then I'll see What my purpose here was Maybe it's just to be As happy as I can Like an innocent child Not judging you or me But knowing how to smile Not wanting anything Except to run and play Only to please the one Who's here with me today His name is Jeffrey B. His favourite color's blue Though colors, he can't see I hope our love is true
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