Last of Lonely Times
If this is the last time, a vow I keep,
Lamenting loneliness, within me seeps,
The cure, I believe, lies within the soul,
Awakening it, making the heart feel whole.
A voice so warm, a smile that brings in light,
Medicine for my heart in the lonely night,
Not desperate, yet longing for a friend,
A companion's solace, a soul to mend.
As companions depart, leaving me in strife,
In this vast ocean, seeking precious life,
Well-wishers fade, just fleeting for a while,
When chat windows close, lonelier the mile.
Love, a vine that clings to nearby life's wall,
Embracing me with compassion's tender call.
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