The lonely

the lonely do not see the streets paved in gold
the aged cobblestone under their feet 
walking the journey of heartache alone
hoping to meet the ones who will accept tiny pieces of their broken soul
dancing alone on the empty streets wishing the pain would subside
learning to walk home with no one at their side
the bitter silent deserted nights 
empty like the heart
the lonely walk through life 
hoping to dance in the night embracing someone 
to bid farewell to the misery and torment of being alone

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