Wednesday, February 18, 2009

MY SONNET


The loneliest number is the number one

Being alone can make or break you

When your alone it is hard to have fun

being alone can be the best thing to do

Loneliness, just darkness around you

A puff of smoke that drags you deep down

It encirlcles you never lets you be you

It makes you wonder, why should we not frown

Loneliness doesn’t come in pairs or triplets

You are the only one, it is sad

You being you is as good as it gets

But is being alone really that bad

That is for you to answer alone

The light at the end of MY darkness has grown

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