Lonely

Loneliness is my friend
from her I borrow
to her I lend
all my grief and sorrow

 


 

 

Lonesome is my pay
eternally I earn it
even on the brightest day
I burn it

 

letters from the past
words of grief and sorrow
love that never last
will all be aches tomorrow

A Lunde Garden of Eden
Anderson's Lumberyard
Gryning
Konfunderat
Skymning
Stimulerat
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