rain crashed against
the pavement
and the hoodie
of her jacket
she stood upon the dark
and crowded streets,
too cold to move
'hello?'
no one would answer,
no one
ever
would
she was with herself
and herself only,
everyone was around
but they weren't
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empty face/poetry (complete)
Poesia(art: Eckart Hahn) A.P./poetic- © all rights reserved
