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Beggar Of Some Love

The rain's falling down on my form.
I seemed like a thunder-burned tree in this storm.
In my empty stare I felt something harm
Like the scream of abortion,
Like the truth of illusion,
Like the crowd of my solitude.
Beggar of some Love
The storm's keeping run after my pain.
Presence was killing and absence was rotting my brain.
But those words of the dark in my ears still remain
Beggar of some Love
Like the scream of abortion,
Beggar of some Love
Like the truth of illusion,
Beggar of some Love
Like the crowd of my solitude,
Beggar of some Love
Sun came up.....
But that make no difference between light and the rain.
The voice of my loneliness comes and tells me again
Beggar of some Love
Like the scream of abortion,
Beggar of some Love
Like the truth of illusion,
Beggar of some Love
Like the crowd of my solitude,
Beggar of some Love
And Affection...............