Eyes that close, but shows no difference. That is true loneliness. We try hard, to find the meaning, of trust, of love and someday god's grace. But you are not alone, my brother. You have friends before you. Just don't compare the darkness of loneliness, to your world. You will find them. But look at the world, for what it offers, and I give you my hand, as a friend my brother. Break the chains of lonliness.
Love is a dangerous thing
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Love is a dangerous thing.
Wily, flighty, axnious and marred.
No pill or poison to heal a heart so scarred.
Leads me to a tune, that all bitter souls sing.
for love, you see. is a dangerous thing.Fruitless efforts, turned to ash on my tongue.
Returning once again, from where the effort begun.
With nothing to show, but my sanity, un-done.
Yet if hope were a vessel, to it tightly id cling.
For love you see, is a dangerous thing.All the promises I made, and lies she did keep.
All the venom on my tongue, and tears i did weep.
All the secrets we shared, and the nights we kept warm.
All the passion replaced with brewing thoughts of my scorn.
I must be mascochistic, to learn what the next chance may bring.
I must keep in my mind, love is a dangerous thing.
