there was once a girl
sitting still
emotionless
moveless
her mind as blank as her notebooks before she found
before she found her talent
at writing
everyone
just trotting around
talking
yelling
and screaming
all around the lonely girl
all her life she suffered
cried herself to sleep
had sleepless nights
frightened for the next day to come
the lonely girl had but one friend
one person to trust
to tell everything to
with no fear
often the lonely girl was seen with her
having a great time
smiling
laughing
and all that comes along with a friendship
this was only upon the few days
that she was allowed
slowly growing smaller
until it grew to about an hour
soon the lonely girl
grew depressed
and did not feel the need
the need to be
happy
cheerful
and the joyous girl many knew her as
for long
this is the ever growing story
of the lonely girl
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Poetry
PoetryJust a collection of various poems I've written over the past several years.