She's not lonely, just alone.
Alone in the darkness.
Darkness that steals happiness.
Happiness disappears from sight.
She smiles everyday.
Everyday brings a new pain.
Pain only she can know.
Know that it will be forever.
She has friends.
Friends who can't see.
See how she cries.
Cries herself to sleep.
She longer wears short sleeves.
Sleeves now cover her arms.
Arms can no longer be seen.
Seen by only loneliness.
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Poems
PoesíaThese are some poems I've written to help myself or had previously written for a class. I may update occasionally, but don't hold your breath as I hardly ever write poems. Please enjoy.
