Alone

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    Alone
    I seek comfort of a silent room,
    Then I realize it is a tomb.
    For which I am to spend my life,
    In this hell and lonely strife.
    I seek for which I shall never find,
    In this lonely place that I call mine.
    A love for me to hold,
    I hope I am not being too bold,
    A handsome prince called love,
    I pray to the lord above.
    Send me a love for which to show,
    All the love that I can no longer hold,
    I pray this to you,
    I shall always be true

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    Sopradiction commented on Alone

    04-22-2009

    damn- again-piercing--strong base and finish
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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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