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O wanton words
So futile and yet so full of meaning
I struggle in my hopless state to explain
These feelings and my emotions
Because I am praying for this chance
Praying for contentment
I pray for love--not the kind
Thrust upon me or falsely sent--
But for the kind I can give away freely
Without fear of rejection and of loss
Give me this chance
Be sincere about it I plead because
False love is worse
Than no love at all