Widow Lonely
My mate is gone
But he loved me.
I am ugly
But he loved me.
He was ugly
But he loved me.
I have the insurance money
But the money don't love me.
I see the pity in your eyes
But pity doesn't love me.
I don't speak your language
But I still need someone to love me.
I don't have any children
And this world don't love me.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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