I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears of all my life!
Love is the greatest of all things
It is like a dove flying softly with pure wings.
Love is neither jelous, boastful, proud, nor rude,
It is always hopeful and never crude.
Love never loses faith, for it is patient and kind.
It is difficult to unwind,
for Love will last forever.
Loneliness strives to seek love
It ends up creating a wound in the heart of the dove
Loneliness deteriorates the mind,
It shatters the soul which he can no longer find
Loneliness is a place full of sadness and darkness
It empties your heart with blackness
Loneliness is able to be defeated by strength
It takes courage, perserverance, and length,
so be he who proves that Loneliness has an end.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
How Do I Love Thee? Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Acquainted with the Night Robert Frost
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