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Poetry

writing words that the heart utters The thoughts the minds ponders The verses the mouth is too ashamed to mutter

ALONE

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by lost_lone

by lost_lone

The streetlights are shining bright

My eyes seems to be staring right

I see the twinkling stars disappearing

I feel everything and something inside me changing

I frown seing the clouds cover the moon

Seing the bright blue sky makes me swoon

I feel peace and quit out of place

I don't care anymore about the mess

I just want a peace of mind

So am doing right by wanting to be ignored

For talking to all of them gets me nothing but a headache

I feel I can no longer handle a heartache

Since their awfully rude words hit hard

Now I want to get disconnected from the world

Alone seems to be the best place right now

Staring at the sky and talking to myself is wow