Loneliness etch into my soul,
Constantly battles with my own thoughts,
For the day I am survived this onslaught,
Under the umbrella of lonely moonlight,
Blazing up onto my eyes,
To seize my tears from falling down.

If you could, stitch this broken heart,
Maybe I wouldn't be so lonely,
A heart longing for company,
So it ripped itself in half,
Just to make a new friend.

We traded words like rain,
Nursing our little flowers,
Yet, your eyes was like a dart,
Cowers as if mine wasn't worth hours.
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