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It's what everybody strives for;
To be loved and adored.
Yet not everybody shows it
And it walks out the door.
A shining simple rainbow
Floating in the sky;
Showing some to keep on smiling,
Making others want to cry.
Is a cross a symbol
Of life or is it death?
To many people blamed
To many put to rest.
Every person needs someone beside them;
Someone to hold their hand.
We call these people lovers,
Protectors of our lives.
Though not every person has one,
Someone to call their own
And these people wish
That they were not alone.
A shining simple rainbow,
Floating in the sky.
Sometimes it simply
Makes us want to cry.