I Wouldn't Know

If I saw them on the street, I wouldn’t recognize their faces,

I wouldn’t know that they yearned for love, and wished for warm embraces.

I wouldn’t know that they feel empty inside, and long for something to fill it,

I wouldn’t know that they’ve tried many times, but nothing can seem to kill it.

I don’t really know anything about the people who read this writing,

But I know that some of them are wounded and can hardly keep on fighting.

So I write to help them stand on their feet, and hold their heads up higher,

I write to give them hope in a Love that can fill their hearts with fire.

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