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by Latasha Mar 23, 2006 category : Life, society / other
My lonely soul, Desperately searchers, For a corner of comfort, Or a shelter to hide my fears. My broken heart, Searches for love, Only to find hatred, From the common man. My tattered dreams, Look for hope, As my mind sinks, To the reality of having no more dreams, My destroyed lies, Seek for answers, As the truth explodes, To the rancid lies being told. I search desperately to find some one, In a world of solitude, there is nobody, But yourself and your bloody secrets.
by Poet on the Piano
"Desperately searchers," searchers should be searches. Pretty good poem though, I liked it! Here are some titles I thought would work: "Searching" or "Just Searching"