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A Thought
Somewhere out there, wherever you may be,
I send a thought out to thee:
"Where are you?
How are you?
What are you doing right now?
Me? I could be better, I'm missing you, right now...."
I know you'll get it,
And think upon it,
Because I feel your thoughts of me,
When something reminds you of me,
Or when you know it's me
Who's been thinking of you,
This is true,
And this is what keeps away the sharp fangs of loneliness,
Looking for the flesh of lovesick sadness,
Sitting ducks, all alone,
But with these thoughts, I'm never alone.
I send a thought out to thee:
"Where are you?
How are you?
What are you doing right now?
Me? I could be better, I'm missing you, right now...."
I know you'll get it,
And think upon it,
Because I feel your thoughts of me,
When something reminds you of me,
Or when you know it's me
Who's been thinking of you,
This is true,
And this is what keeps away the sharp fangs of loneliness,
Looking for the flesh of lovesick sadness,
Sitting ducks, all alone,
But with these thoughts, I'm never alone.
Published 22nd Nov 2019
| Edited 7th Mar 2020
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23rd Nov 2019 6:27am
Indeed, never really alone when being happily thought about 👍
Enjoyable read
Enjoyable read
23rd Nov 2019 4:35pm
And this is what keeps away the sharp fangs of loneliness,
Looking for the flesh of lovesick sadness,
Sitting ducks, all alone,
Wow! You are correct in that you're never alone; however, it can certainly feel that way at times.
Looking for the flesh of lovesick sadness,
Sitting ducks, all alone,
Wow! You are correct in that you're never alone; however, it can certainly feel that way at times.
Anonymous
24th Nov 2019 11:02pm
"And this is what keeps away the sharp fangs of loneliness,
Looking for the flesh of lovesick sadness,
Sitting ducks, all alone,"
Wow.
Looking for the flesh of lovesick sadness,
Sitting ducks, all alone,"
Wow.
