Deep with in the mountains and valleys.

Is my lonely heart.

I am nothing but, a stranger...

that has no where to go or spend the rest of my life.

It seems like if I had just one friend...

Than the rest of the world would know

what type of friend I would or could be,

with so much to give.

You see there is someone out there just like me.

Searching for that life time friend.

That's why they call me the lonely one.

It doesn't matter to me.

I will keep on searching for that

one true friend and maybe....

just maybe this lonely heart will come to an end.

Author P. Birmingham

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