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hansibone (m)
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bravo brodas bravo, that is great
let me add my to it.
i always like readin your poems hola2ng
All Alone
Lying on my bed, sleeping all alone, Praying that someday, she will come back home, Memories of our passion fill every black hole, Expecting that one day i will surely be made whole,
Staring at the ceilings not far above, Wishing i could develop wings and fly like a DOVE, Scanning the whole region for that which i love, Escaping the big black gate of my tiny cove,
Its a beautiful night, still i can't sleep, The sounds of footsteps drum around my keep, In search of treasures hidden from there eyes to strip, Oh! men our sins surely would we reap,
Morning calls at the sound of the cock crow, Re leashing the story that its time to grow, Pain it brought, as the day started slow, Then it hit my head with a terrible blow,
That i'm all alone,
hope u wuld like it
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