Soon Poem by emergingfrom thedark

Soon



O, to know the end of loneliness
to be able to disregard all the scars
left by those who knew nothing of love
but who fooled us into thinking that, maybe,
love was much less than we had imagined.

Sunday, May 10, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
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