Lonelyness
When we are lonely,
our hearts search in vain for a single ounce of hope.
Our minds restlessly wonder "when will we be free from this dark woeful world?" thats what I wonder as i stumble and fall in the darkness of my unconsious mind. I wonder, I hope in vain.
our hearts search in vain for a single ounce of hope.
Our minds restlessly wonder "when will we be free from this dark woeful world?" thats what I wonder as i stumble and fall in the darkness of my unconsious mind. I wonder, I hope in vain.
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