He's on the other side
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I've taken it all,
The words, the memories
Ends up as tears.
Ignored my surroundings
They don't know me anymore.
I'm just a waste of air.
A loud thud followed by another;
"I'm here, if you need me."
A voice once said.
Imagination is taking me
"No one will be there for me"
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What I Want the World to See
PoetryIf I feel Lonely, I scratch myself and wander off to a world where no one knows me.
