I NEVER KNEW LONELY

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    I NEVER KNEW LONELY

    WELL SOMETIMES WHEN UP WAKE UP AND SEE THE DAYS HAVE PAST BY SO FAST TO SEE THAT THE ONE YOU WERE SUPPOST TO LOVE IS NOT THERE TO CRY SO MANY NIGHTS NOING THAT MAYBE ONEDAY WILL BE FOR ME THE EMPTY PART OF MY LIFE IS STILL HERE I FEEL WHEN I AWAKE FROM A DREAM WITH YOU AND LOOK OVER TO SEE YOU NOT THERE JUST A EMPTY PART OF MY LIFE WHY LIVE ON WHY DO THIS RERUN OF MY DAYS OVER AND OVER WHY TRY ANYMORE TO MAKE YOU SEE ALL I WANT TO DO IS LOVE YOU NEED YOU HOLD YOU AND HAVE YOU FEEL THAT EMPTY SPACE IN MY HEART WHERE YOU BELONG BUT STILL I RISE KNOWING THAT GOD HAS SOMEONE FOR ME SOMEWHERE YOU ARE OUT THERE NEEDING ME TOO WHEN WILL WE TOUCH HAND IN HAND KISS THE KISS OF TOGETHERNESS WHEN WILL YOU LOOK UP AT ME AND SEE ME AND THINK HE IS ALL ILL EVER WANT OR NEED AND WHEN WILL YOUR LIGHT COME INTO MY HEART TO SHINE AGAIN TO SHINE SO BRIGHT THAT LIFE HAS JUST BEGUN FOR US SOMETIMES I LOOK UP AT THE SKY FOR THAT STAR THAT BLINKS TO LET ME KNOW THAT IN THIS BIG OLD WORLD THAT ONE LITTLE STAR WILL GUIDE YOU TO ME ONEDAY SOME DAYS I SHOW A SMILE BUT IM TRULY DIEING INSIDE BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT HERE TO SHARE WHAT I SO WANT FOR YOU TO LOVE YOU TO BE YOUR FOREVER SOMEDAYS I DONT WANT TO AWAKE BECAUSE I KNOW THAT YOU WILL NOT BE THERE TO JUST ROLL OVER AGAIN AND SEE MY DAY AS IT ALWAYS IS SO LONELY IT HAS BEEN SO LONG AND IM ON THE BREAKING POINT OF SAYING MAYBE THATS WHAT MY LIFE IS IS JUST A BAD DREAM TO NEVER KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO HAVE SOMEONE TRULY FEEL AND LOVE ME BUT I KNOW I CANT GIVE UP BECAUSE WHEN I DO YOU JUST MIGHT PASS ME BY SO I WAIT WANTING YOU SOON BUT I KNOW WHEN ITS GODS TIME HE WILL GUILD YOU STRAIT TO ME I MISS THAT AND I GUESS ILL HAVE TO WAIT ALITTLE LONGER AND BE ALITTLE STRONGER UNTILL I FIND YOU AGAIN.....

    BE GOOD STAY REAL

     

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    truehearz’s Poems (9)

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    I NEVER KNEW LONELY 0
    RAINY DAYS 0
    BLESS THE BROKEN HEART 0
    THE MEANING OF LIFE 0
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    MY WORLD SURROUNDS YOU 0
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