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May 2017 · 68
Loneliness
lonliness May 2017
Standing in a crowd hoping some will notice me,
turning and twisting in all directions too see.
Nobody tries to help,
my heart beating against a pulp.

Trying to SCREAM to SHOUT for someone to answer,
looking at that beautiful dancer.
But feeling empty instead
falling, falling so deep.
That i dread while my eyes bled,
i  slept like there is no life for tomorrow
like a lifeless corpse sunk in the water.

— The End —