Do you hear my lonesome sound
Of my lost soul wandering around
For me there is no hesitation
Just an uneven heartfelt consternation
Now a lost and lonely wandering
Not knowing what each dawn will bring
Repeating those lines not written down
Just a lonesome lonely sound
Who was I when I lived and breathed
Left alone in the end to now deceive
A puzzle for an inquiring mind
Just smitten being quite unkind.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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