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The feeling of being alone.

Submitted:Apr 28, 2013    Reads: 31    Comments: 9    Likes: 5   

Upon the lonely shores I walk

without souls or talk

the walls fall upon me

pin me down

not setting free

My voice craves to be heard

by the souls and absurd

every word I sing

fancies to fade into spring

I talk to all, yet none talk back

I fall into blues and lilac

My mouth shuts for

There is no use

To have words abuse

The silence of the lonely

Which is there to be

I cry pools of regret

Which are to forget

But the more I forget

The more returns

My soul burns and burns

With lonely flames

And cureless blames

Drowning in silence

With absence of souls

Being the only thing present

In diamond black holes


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