I was deprived of this amazing feeling called love as a child.
The world threw me up and down as if I belonged to the wild.
My ugly face turned all away so far that I can’t sense them.
Tears flood the floor of my house every time causing huge mayhem.
Cactus thorns cut off my skin and I bleed all day on a desert.
Nobody’s out there to hear my pain nor lend a shoulder when I’m hurt.
To survive on this oppressive earth you gotta be really clever.
The silver lining of my lonely life shall be he who will love me forever.
– Dedicated to all the “LONERS.”
It is easy that relate to childhood loneliness. At times nobody realises that children are vulnerable and extremely sensitive,they scar easily.Very well expressed q
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Thanks a lot !
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