Worth what

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The lights
Glimmering
Outside my window
Like lost
Forgotten
Souls

Screaming
Praying.
For my attention

But I turn away
In fear
disgust.

I whisper
To the ice cold glass
"Please..."
"Please forget me..."

"Because I'm not worth it."

And slowly

One by one

They fade

Into infinity

...

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