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Lonely Reflections

Love and Loss πŸ’”

By WILLIAM SHAKESPEAREPublished 6 months ago β€’ 1 min read

Time is and always will be a thief.

I can see the truth clearly in this.

Her hands bind me in a dance of silence.

I want to feel her, to invite love into my life.

She had never loved me more than she did.

I want to hold her, to experience her again.

One in the morning, the lonely are close,

I long to be near the one who held me, sweetheart.

Pain is a cunning and skilled disguiser.

It is this load that needs to remain in my heart.

When our lips did finally meet, I never stood a chance.

Oh, she was so sweet, if you could catch a peek of her.

Like no one else has ever loved me, she

I hope she would come back and be free of this suffering.

It is one in the morning, the day of loneliness,

I look for the one who can relate to my suffering.

One in the morning, and I'm attempting to escape,

From the bonds that tether me to solitude.

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  • Paul Johnson5 months ago

    Nice poetπŸ‘ŒπŸ‘Œ

  • JD SMITH6 months ago

    Nicely written πŸ‘Œ πŸ‘

  • This was so poignant. Very beautifully written!

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