Solitude is False by Ryan Bowdish

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Dec 2010

Frozen in shock
Frozen in sleep
Opening wounds
While I weep.

Lonely, left behind
They laugh and walk on by
And she's never quite as high
As she is when I try to die.

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Ryan Bowdish Seattle, WA

(Seattle, WA)

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