a lonely soul am i for i have not a love with out deceit in her eye my search for her is now my quest for i lost my last love though i did my best i can not live with tyranny and shame laddled on me by those i loved and others that have no shame then with out a human concern that i am already in pain they joyfully tell me I am to blame we are middle aged as father time marches by i wonder what life would be like had she stood by my side living a good life as my bride