Loneliness of a child is just
like the word 'orphan' when it strikes your mind.
Then laughter seem an allein word,
As the re-union of sorrows are done.Everything turn dark and gray,
The night turns on and the sun hides away.
Sometimes we are happy but mostly sad,
As life stays back just like slag.
This is the magic of fate,
All we got to have is faith.
As you always give love to someone,
And in turn you desire none.
Loneliness is the silence of the night,
Each voice has its own fight.
Abiding sometimes it does become,
Affable is the key to none.
Love and affection is in what we flinch,
But people come in disguise of hope,
And give us the courage to cope.
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