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Across an empty soul,
Lays another meaningless goal.
In the end of all,
Nothing can stand tall.
With a torn heart,
Everything gets torn apart.
With no hope for a tomorrow,
Life can end up in sorrow.
One soul will sing to the other,
All throughout the end even away from the mother.
In the shelter of love,
Hate is given away with a shove.
Tears a sign of strength and sadness,
But anger is only the true beginning of madness,
Negativity is not always bad,
But it does make a person mad.
With support and care,
There is much to share.
With peace and the ability to be free and true,
Anything can happen to get through.