Empty Love

Looking for love in all the wrong places
Dancing through nights with nameless faces
Hoping for something more than what’s past
Maybe the next time true love will last.

But then comes the morning in cold emptiness
The night before but a bitter remembrance
True love is a myth or else just a dream
Hiding for years or so it would seem.

Then cyclical return of the bottle and more
Take two glasses, three- Then swallow before
the evening comes crashing down in a blaze
of passionate ecstacy- Everyone’s dazed

And as the night closes in on those lost
They deaden their minds to let hearts pay the cost
For while looking for love in all the wrong places
They spend their lives dancing with nameless faces.

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