After love
LONELY, AM, WAS, WILL BE
Where absence learns to speak.
Read the complete poemLonely I was, will be,
What life has for me,
I'm waiting to see,
For others it's a curse,
For me it's the greatest gift on earth.
Togetherness is for a moment,
So being alone, I'm content,
Some come, some go,
Joy is some time there thought,
Life is for me a sentence of sorrow,
With joy as punctuation,
Yet I'm at ease,
Lonely I was, will be and is.
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