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Tuesday 5 February 2013

Lonliness

Lonliness in myheart
Lonliness in my soul
Lonliness to me is still unkown

The emptiness of a lonely heart
 has its long tale that has has been left apart


The sorrows rest in its cradle
The tears flow looking up to heaven

But lonliness still engulfs
just a loving hand to hold tight
To ward off those lonely nights

Let some good soul be around
to fill my heart with laughter and sound


and lonliness shall too be a past tense

Finding refuge in some solitary place
maybe in some verse of an unknown poet.

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