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my poem..."Dear Loneliness"

Dear Loneliness…


I shall not be afraid of you anymore.

I shall embrace you like a wonderful lover.

I shall welcome you like you are my only true friend.

I shall greet you like you are my family.

Oh my dear Loneliness, we've known each other for too long.

We've spent time together too often.

And you know me too well.

I do miss you sometime but I know you always come back.

You never leave me alone like they do.

You always know how to comfort me, like cooking me a delicious tears soup.

Bathing me with a warm tears and the scent of grief.

Sing me a miserable lullaby.

And cuddle me with your humble solitude.

Oh my dear loneliness, if you've ever left.

How can I possibly live without you.

Oh my dear loneliness, if you've ever left.

My life will be completely different without you.

It's such a quiet and peaceful night and it's time to go to bed again.

Loneliness, can you tuck me in and sing me your lullaby?

Can you stay with me and hold me tight?

And my dear loneliness, can you kiss me goodnight?

Until we meet again...


Yosita Anita V.


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