Is it a challenge to live alone,
a great test I am to win.
Is longing for true love
life's greatest sin?

Does it take away from who I am
and who I'll come to be,
to hope that one day before I die,
I'll bask in loves great victory?

Am I supposed to be content,
to be just as one,
bask in lifes simplicities,
and feel that I have won,

the struggle that goes on in me
all these years gone by,
feeling that I was made to love
though now I seem to have to try,

to accept a different way you see,
one so foreign to me,
that perhaps it's only this,
for all eternity.

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