Some have so much to say,
And no one to say it to,
Sad is the Silent morning,
The Silent night,
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The continuity of the lines are ended well with something very nice! _Soul
I spend a lot of time talking to myself - no, I'm not mad, just lonely. I am sure many can relate to this one.
Yep I know that feeling... to say and... to give. What good is it to have a heart when you cannot share it? This is what shatters me most about solitude. Not being able to give... Words, thoughts, ok, but these are abstractions and a human being cannot live on abstraction day in and day out, can he? * *