Torn Apart
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Jayne Louise Davies
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What was then I long for now,
Yearning for those precious years,
Facing many hopes and fears,
Worry marks my weary brow.
Loving you has graced my heart,
Deep in soul is where you lie,
Since you've gone I'm torn apart,
The apple of my tearful eye.
Jayne Louise Davies
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