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This Loneliness I think of loneliness I think of that singular joy of being alone that joy, not without a singular pain of its own I sit alone I dream of a love. A love that does not... In no way can... exist... Only when I am alone... I can never hug them Or give them a kiss But with me they'll always be. They always say the perfect thing And smile if need be They never misunderstand me And they never leave...never leave They can never give me a hug Or give me a kiss- But with me they'll always be |
Additional Notes:
My first attempt at poetry..at alleviation.
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