If my life were lost to you,
and my heart sweetly found
then it, be labeled by all
who uttered distasteful sound.
All I wish for is to be
more normal than one can think
not only given this but
to never pushed to a brink.
Be excepted by all but one
to holler upon willow trees
living without care, without worry
never be forced upon knees.
Thus question spurs to mind
I tend to ponder on how
can someone be so unkind?
Yet this is wrong and it seems to be:
I love life does life love me?
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