loneliness grips my heart now and then
and sends me into a whirl of depression
depression
that could make you feel
like you just want to die.
lonely feelings lurk inside of me
and sometimes pound deep down inside
like my heart pounds as it pumps the blood
through my veins...
loneliness flows there too.
if only there were love to come in
and pound deep down inside
like my heart pounds
and if only love would flow through my veins
and fill all the emptiness within me.
without love there is no meaning to life
and if there is no meaning to life
then there is no sense to live. '89
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Sassy Lady Ava G
Poet, Songwriter, Parody writer and performer, Grammar tyrant, Cre8v by nature, here to hone my skills.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
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