Lonely Man He sits alone with many cares He thinks he’s useless which he cannot bare Secrets are his life which to keep Buried in his mind, oh so deep Sad and lonely he is a miserable guy Just the pleasure would be to die His life has no joy to own Existence isn’t so great when he’s alone To sit and wait for joy to appear He is reminded of the loneliness and emerges a tear For no one deserves this treatment of pain Nor struggle to keep saneBirth sign: Virgo
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