Brevity, Poetry, Quill

Loneliness

Why do I still believe in you,

Even though you let me down,

I lift you up, off the ground ,

maybe because I have been alone,

an loneliness is not a dream,

instead a harsh reality,

that shows you heavens up above,

and pulls the ground below your feet

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