The Storm Makes Me Lonlely Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

The Storm Makes Me Lonlely

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Lonley, I stand in the wind,
The storm that I'm in surrounds me.
I here it call come to me, the night
Begins it's call.
Where can I go to rest, this my river
Of tears are mine as they run down across
To the sea.
The unhealing wound in my chest.

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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