Broken Home:- The Loner
There was a boy,Who became a man.
He lived his life being careless,
With not a single plan.
And now he is a man,
A man with a broken home,
A man with a broken heart.
Will he stand? Or collapse apart?
He is shouting a scream,
Living in a bad dream.
And there's a man,
With a broken home,
With a broken heart.
Looking for something inside,
Inside his greif,
Inside his doubts,
Inside his mind.
There's love and care,
A smile to share,
But...
He's looking and hopes to find,
That light that leads,
To his paradise,
To his HOME.
Where he can live,
With freedom,
With love.
He's looking, but he'll never find,
Because he is just a man,
A man with a broken home,
A man with a broken heart.
Poetry by maxmedo
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Written on 2006-08-13 at 21:45
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