The Stone Dove


He see happiness and joy,
How he longs to feel it, but nobody longs for him.

He sees movement,
But possess none
Tormented every day is he
Forced to watch cars, people and animals
Silently mocking him

He represents love and happiness,
But he cannot feel.
People change,
They grow up,
Leave,
But he stays,
Alone.

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