Agony
the agony
is like a cover
the search for security
pray for another lover
the agony
splits some in two
for they can not be alone
they do not feel the truth
the agony
is like a quilt
pulled right up to your face
for insecurity is prebuilt
and in a well known place
the agony
is there, like a tree
a story waiting to be told
the need for companionship
the need for hold
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James Garratt – Monday 16th April
Agony – Written Monday 16th April 2001 (Aged 26)
