The walls bar the light,
Vanishing into the murky distance.
 I can hardly fight, my eyes closed tight.
 Must I find the impatience, rather than patience.
 Oh my Lord above,
 Push comes to shove.
 Why am I always trying to see,
 What it is that will become of me?
 Please help me to find,
 Someone who is kind.
When I go home,
 Why do I always end up alone?
 Benevolently accident-prone.
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Some strange twist of fate,
 That leaves me no mate.
 Oh Lord above,
 Surely, it is no sin to love.
 Reserve for me a person, in which I can share,
 Have them be fine looking if you dare.
 Impart my talents I am personality prone,Â
 I do not want to be alone.
Rhisiart CarterÂ
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Comments (1)
andymoraitis
This is beautiful! I don't know how soulful and beautiful images like this are so often overlooked. Great work Rhisiart and I look forward to seeing more!