Face-lift
Take me in your stride
I've been an eyesore for long
Or tell me where to hide
Now that I've found you
I can't move on
At least tell me the meaning of this divide
I can't fathom another misfortune
Leaving and parting are meanings
I fail to accept
I've been numb far too long
People came and left
and took with them
what they saw was warm
when you came around and
mended me through
time seemed to stand still
and life seemed to renew
I woke up and sought a new life
and forgot the miseries that befell
Sing me now a victory song
before you move to your seams
I wish there was no more storms
but such is life
and I too will march on

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