Paul Buckley

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Lonliness - Poem by Paul Buckley

We all feel it sometime,
but I feel it always,
it’s like eternal pain,
just hoping for a friend,
those Saturdays alone,
thinking that’s my life blown,
crying on my pillow,
should I just die,
then to sleep.
Wake up and have another cry,
put on a brave face,
go into the day acting,
Hoping.

Paul;

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008



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