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Tags: Alone, Dark, Empty, Weary


This is a poem I recently finished about being alone and how it slowly suffocates you.. (that's how it feels to me anyways) I hope you enjoy ^.^


Submitted:Nov 9, 2012    Reads: 22    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


The feeling of being alone

Grips tightly at my heart

As if killing me were its goal

Leaving nothing to impart

But a dark and empty hole

As this feeling takes control

I feel its hold tightening upon my weary soul

Ripping apart every last bit of me

Until no longer shall I be





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