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A poem of how being alone feels |
| Alone is what you are with no one else around. Alone is how you feel when you're laying on the ground. Alone is looking just outside, watching children in the streets. Alone is standing solemnly, reflecting all of your defeats. Alone is coffee cooling or a cold beer getting warm. Alone is sitting by a window while outside there is a storm. Alone is an apology, a note left on your desk. Alone is every word unsaid when you didn't try your best. Alone is many voices each talking about some thing. Alone is waiting for a call but that phone will never ring. |