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The Sense of Loneliness

Loneliness is deep blue,

It sounds like silence and sighs,

It tastes like a dry piece of bread,

And feels like you are locked in a cell.

It smells like a musty old mansion,

Empty and desolate

And filled with memories of days gone by.


To love me you need to understand me.

To understand me, you need to know me.

To know me, you need to hear what I have to say.

So listen and I’ll tell you what’s in my heart.

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