Abandoned.

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I feel so alone, 

Like I did before.

I wish you'd show up at my door.

I can't stop crying,

My tears they fall.

I'm curled up against my bedroom wall.

Alone in the dark I sit once again,

Back to the place I've already been. 

I cannot sleep,

Yet it's night outside.

I wish you were here right by my side. 

But you have gone,

You have left.

So I am here stressed and depressed. 

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