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I breath their air and yet not a part of them I sit in the same circle as them, talk the same way And yet I’m pushed out How long will I see their backs and not their faces I call them friends or maybe I was wrong Did I lie to myself to feel better I speak but those words fall upon deaf ears I watch from the side line with this transparent wall, blocking me I scream but no one will hear me The hidden tears is what they can’t see The cold is coming in Who is out there? With fire? I want to know Where’s the Hope I use to know Is he here? Or there? I’m shaking in my knees Oh Hope, please Are you out there looking for me?
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Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 5:15 PM UTC
Friends, the bringer of loneliness
I breath their air and yet not a part of them I sit in the same circle as them, talk the same way And yet I’m pushed out How long will I see their backs and not their faces I call them friends or maybe I was wrong Did I lie to myself to feel better I speak but those words fall upon deaf ears I watch from the side line with this transparent wall, blocking me I scream but no one will hear me The hidden tears is what they can’t see The cold is coming in Who is out there? With fire? I want to know Where’s the Hope I use to know Is he here? Or there? I’m shaking in my knees Oh Hope, please Are you out there looking for me?
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Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 5:15 PM UTC
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