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many nights spent alone. sitting, wondering, thinking. i've done nothing but good for everyone i've known, yet i'm still alone. why am i alone in this world? that's where this writing came from, me trying to figure out why i'm alone, and looking towards something beautiful in order to find the beauty in myself.


Submitted:Jan 6, 2007    Reads: 98    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   


There were times when I was young
That I could lay back, look up,
And become something else
All my worries would be gone
And nothing would be left but the
Body of a teenage boy
I would lay there motionless
Haunted by the sight of
Something so beautiful

Nothing is more comforting than the midnight sky
When you're all alone

As the time goes faster,
And the silence gets louder
My mind turns numb
And my thoughts begin to fade
I am left here in confusion
With one thought left,
What would it take?
What would it take to become so beautiful?




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