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By *gent Coulson OP Man
over a year ago
Secret hideaway in the pennines |
Sitting in my hideaway
Becoming a recluse
Thinking to myself
Am I any use
Pandemic and a broken heart
Have made me how I am
Here I sits broken soul
A shadow of the man
So hearken to my story
Heed my tale of woe
To sit alone is not the way
A truth that I do know
Reach out your hand
And shout for help
You may just get a shock
We all have friends out there
More sold than a rock
When despair comes knocking
And life feel truly dark
Remember this one thing
We all have friends out ther.
You just have to let them in |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Sitting in my hideaway
Becoming a recluse
Thinking to myself
Am I any use
Pandemic and a broken heart
Have made me how I am
Here I sits broken soul
A shadow of the man
So hearken to my story
Heed my tale of woe
To sit alone is not the way
A truth that I do know
Reach out your hand
And shout for help
You may just get a shock
We all have friends out there
More sold than a rock
When despair comes knocking
And life feel truly dark
Remember this one thing
We all have friends out ther.
You just have to let them in"
Lovely poem. Hope you are well supported x |
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