His loneliness
Is of a man
Betrayed by the world
Of happiness

Widowed by broken love
He's scattered
Into the land
Of sorrow and pain

It being a windy season
With dust and misery
The winds blow
His direction

Tears dried out
By unending pain
His cry
Is of a lion
loud and full of anger
But no tears

With pride being his weakness,
He pretends to be strong
But deep down
Weak and torn*

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Taetso jojo