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Sunday Blues

It’s almost that time of my Sunday afternoon again, time to take you home my precious little princess. On a Sunday my heart doesn’t just break, it haemorrhages uncontrollably. 58 more words

Heartbreak

loneliness

Loneliness,

an ugly foe,

Turns self hatred outwards,

Destroys the only good parts,

in its wake.

Sleepless nights,

contemplating fate,

drowning in my own self hate, 9 more words

Poetry

In Due Season

Be Not Weary
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Sometimes, when I am toil-worn and aweary,
All tired out, with working long, and well,
And earth is dark, and skies above are dreary,
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Loneliness

There Was Evening, And There Was Morning

Dear Darling,

The days and feelings all jumble together.

Two nights ago, there was a great storm. Alegfast is away and I’ve the house to myself, and my heart smiled to hear rain on the roof. 1,529 more words

Loneliness

All Too Tired To Tell

Tired
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

My heart and soul are all to tired to tell;
So weary, Lord,
Of this long, ceaseless work of doing well,
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Loneliness

Single travellers only

Isolation should be
Cherished, because when we die,
We all die alone.

Poetry