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I am Invisible, Screaming, crying, shouting to become visible. I stand in a crowded room, People oblivious to my gloom. As time passes… I begin to lose hope, Losing ways to cope, My mind rolling down an endless slope ‘Till all I can do is mope. I feel I am alone, My story unknown, Sittin’ on an empty throne. My silent scream unheard, My sad face blurred, My emotions stirred, My problem uncured.
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Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 1:32 PM UTC
Invisible
I am Invisible, Screaming, crying, shouting to become visible. I stand in a crowded room, People oblivious to my gloom. As time passes… I begin to lose hope, Losing ways to cope, My mind rolling down an endless slope ‘Till all I can do is mope. I feel I am alone, My story unknown, Sittin’ on an empty throne. My silent scream unheard, My sad face blurred, My emotions stirred, My problem uncured.
The_Artyom
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The_Artyom
16/M/Concord NC
Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 1:32 PM UTC
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