No Woman

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Unloved and unwanted.
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Why am I the only one not having any fun?
I look out my window watching the setting sun.

Couples holding hands hurts me more.
My life continues to be such a bore.

No woman has ever touched me.
So many women around to see.

No sweet lips have ever touched mine.
I should strangle myself with a thorn vine.

No woman has ever given me a warm hug.
I continue to be stepped over like a bug.

I've never kissed hands so soft.
I lay here alone in my empty loft.

No woman has ever loved me.
I drown myself with a cup of tea.

No woman has sat on my lap.
I'm in pain and can't take a nap.

Desire and pleasure is what I need.
My body would be ready to feed.

Every night I cry myself to sleep.
I would rather take one final leap.

Everyone falls in love, so why can't I?
I'm chopped liver left alone to dry.

I collapse on the floor, curled up in a ball.
This pain will go on from summer to fall.

No woman has massaged my shoulders.
I feel crushed by some ten ton boulders.

No woman has ever given me a smile.
I'm as flat and cracked as a floor tile.

Why am i not allowed to even love?
Might as well jump from high above.

My heart is solid and hard as stone.
I'm nothing but a dog without a bone.

I'm so alone and so very afraid.
No one around, not even a maid.

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