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Millions around, Yet loneliness I feel profound. No matter the bonds I try to weave, They drift away, leaving me to grieve. I mold myself to fit their gold, Chasing warmth in hearts grown cold. But every hope shatters in vain, Fragments lost in endless pain. Splintered into countless pieces, A puzzle no one sees nor fixes. Seeking solace beyond my mind, I’ve forgotten the peace I’ll never find. Drenched and weary in a ceaseless storm, Fear grips me in the still of night. Lost in shadows, shunning the fight, Lost in whispers, fading from sight. I stand alone, where cold’s the norm I stand alone, abandoned by everyone.
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Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 12:01 PM UTC
Echoes of the Alone
Millions around, Yet loneliness I feel profound. No matter the bonds I try to weave, They drift away, leaving me to grieve. I mold myself to fit their gold, Chasing warmth in hearts grown cold. But every hope shatters in vain, Fragments lost in endless pain. Splintered into countless pieces, A puzzle no one sees nor fixes. Seeking solace beyond my mind, I’ve forgotten the peace I’ll never find. Drenched and weary in a ceaseless storm, Fear grips me in the still of night. Lost in shadows, shunning the fight, Lost in whispers, fading from sight. I stand alone, where cold’s the norm I stand alone, abandoned by everyone.
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Jan 12, 2025
Jan 12, 2025 at 12:01 PM UTC
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