Lonely Poem by Anthony Smith
Lonely
You’ll call me crazy
You make my day
My state of residence
Is in disarray.
At the party
As far as all knew
Everything was cool
But the truth wasn’t true
The truth
Is bottled inside of me
I’m the loneliest
Man you’ll see
My closest friends
Can’t find my soul
Because it’s just
A big black hole
I thought that love
Would never end
Until it went walking
Around the bend
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