the Last of the Dashkin Such sadness
To be alone is pain. It is beyond
The comprehension of those who have not.
The love that forms between two souls, the bond
That generates the purpose not forgot
Is never found when one is all alone.
They learn to hate and fear the outside world,
Wanting never to have this love their own.
They sit in silence and are never heard.
Pity these people for it's not their fault.
For the love taken brings them to a halt.
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