Wednesday, June 7, 2017

HE CALLS

He calls to a world of pain
He calls to see if anyone cares
Finding no one, no one at all
He moves on in sadness

Tears flow from his eyes
As he begins to cry
Lonely is his heart
Lonely is his world

A friend, a friend is all he wants
Someone to talk to
Someone who cares
A friend, A chum, A buddy
All he has is loneliness and despair

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