Gerald

He proclaims he is in misery
      Broken hearten he is
He is so lonely that he could stay
      In the woods for days
Depressed in his thoughts
      He sits all alone, with his folded hands around his legs
"i'm in search of love" He mourns
      "I’m broken down,
confused, disdained and
       my only friend is my misery".
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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