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The Forgotten Soul -made couple of months ago!!
Alone I rot, yet no one cares to see,
The darkness deep within me.
I reach for loving hands,
Yet all I get is emptiness in these dark lands.
My voice is lost like whispers on the sea.
The wind may howl,
But no one will think of me.
I am a forgotten soul,
Never to feel whole.
They dance in warmth, while night encircles me,
never letting me feel glee.
Never help, never care,
leaving me in despair.
And when I cry,
I feel as if I wish to die.
I search for happiness,
yet I still feel nastiness.
All I ask for is one chance,
yet all I get is a glance.
Some have their joy untouched
By sorrow’s cruel design.
But I never feel divine.
Alone I rot, yet no one cares to see,
the darkness deep within me.
Copyright ©
emelia madelyn
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