Lonely

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Cold Hearted

COLD HEARTED

How could you be

So happy to see me leave?

How can you just act?...

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I need you

Oh how the cold breeze blows The breeze symbolizes me it represents how cold my heart becomes The bareness...

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JANUARY DAWNS: DAY 12,...

JANUARY DAWNS: DAY 12, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " Lonely Love..."

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JANUARY DAWNS: DAY 12, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " Lonely Love..."

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JANUARY DAWNS: DAY 5,...

JANUARY DAWNS: DAY 5, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " LONELINESS "

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JANUARY DAWNS: DAY 5, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, " LONELINESS "

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Pretty Girl

Pretty Girl

Put on your mask so no one can see you
Pretty Girl
Only skin deep...Beauty piercing your soul...

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cold stone alone

At night my heart is dreaming
My soul begins to moan
It's crying for its soulmate
To...

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GREEN LEAVES, WILLIAMSJI...

GREEN LEAVES, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - PIUSHA SINGH :  inspirational short poems....

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GREEN LEAVES: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - PIUSHA SINGH : inspirational short poems...
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The Neighbor

The Neighbor

Bitter wind blows

Nights fall too soon

To keep herself warm

She lives in one room...

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Waiting For True Love To Come

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The night it gets too lonely.
The days they get too long.
I’ve been waiting for...

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Wishful Thinking...

As I sit here alone thinking, thinking about the past the future the here and now, the snow falls faster...

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I Know

I know you won't be there when I leave this place
I know this old photo will be the last glimpse of...

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Paper Fantasies

I am restless and found wanting
of many things I'm sure
Living out on paper fantasies
...

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This is not me

You only see what I want you to see
This is not me
You only know what I want you to know...

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One With Nature

One With Nature

The wind was the color blue that day.
Cold with entrapped hanging crystals.
So pure and...

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Mysterious are they...

Mysterious are they...

Some have eyes of silence,

that watch but never speak.

Keeping what they know a mystery,...