A Hope For Love. - Poem by Mark Tremblay
From my eyes, tears are flowing,
Nobody realise how I am feeling.
My soul, my heart, Permanently Crying,
Slowly inside, I am dying.
I once was told that love will find me,
Stood waiting and Nobody came to me.
From the outside I may seem happy,
But what we see is not always the reality.
I now fear that love will never be,
To be alone seems to be my destiny.
But in silence I am still hoping,
That my story will have a happy ending.
(I am sorry if I there are mistakes, I talk french but i made my best. Also, this is my first poem)
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