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Jun 2016
Alone Alone Alone
Everyone wants
To be left alone

To type
And to play games
On their phone

Do I even exist at all?
Or am I just
A pair of eyes in the wall?

Who am I
And what is this place
Called earth?

Beautiful women ignore me
For what it's worth

They could be sitting
Right next to me

Don't ask why
Just let it be

I'm just a brain
After all

One day
The earth
Will implode
Into a fiery ball
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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