Lost Soul

I'm a soul who hides within
Not making a choice of saint or sin
to think of what you really see
Can you hear my plea
I have searched for such a place
Where I can reveal my true face
Not anyone to see my pain
Or the tears that fall like rain
For one heart broken and my soul be lost
Never realizing the pain or the cost
The sound of laughter no longer heard
Nothing spoken not a single word
The room is empty and a cold draft now blows
Waiting for the sound of laughter.



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