potrait of a lonely man
a man who lost everything,
looks at four walls and a telly,
for company,
and the only one ,
to keep him company,
is his own mind,
take a good look at this face,
alone you were the one friend,
i had,
after all my friends used me,
one look shows dissapointment,
i never saw it sooner,
now i do there is someone,
out there,
who will hear my voice,
you
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
searching for love
Comments (4)
fine pen