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Cold coffee with rain

Poetry By: amoretrainer

I'm always amazed at how alone I can feel in a crowd of strangers. I thought of the singer Prince when I wrote this for some reason.

Submitted:Apr 29, 2013    Reads: 25    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Misty days, gray and white

Pallor plain and, simple

Always hiding as I wait for the train

no light in sight

All alone in a crowded world

Cold coffee with rain

I hear their words but I don't understand,

Of what country they came

Daily stranger at the train station

Don't know who I am


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