Devoid of love and seem so blue,
In tears of regrets, and sobs of sorrow,
I cannot withstand his sober face,
All his sentiments makes my heart race,
My heart crushes as his shoulder shake,
I wish I could offer him a hug or pat, perhaps a handshake,
Wish I could comfort that lonely gentleman,
The man on the clear calm waters,
But that gentleman... is me.
©poet_drey
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