The girl makes her way to the crowd but why does she feel so alone? Alone in a cround, funny when you think about it.
The girl finally makes it to the more alone and more afraid. She looks around looking for a familiar face.
The girl runs sideways and upward but it seems to her the figures in the crowds are lifeless figures, staring blankly ahead.
The girl seems more afraid and more alone.
This girl's name is Tristena.
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my poem book
Poetryso these are some poems I wrote, me,myself,and I. Please don't copy. So please enjoy these poems, thank you :D
