J o u r n e y o f S o r r o w

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I took the train back home
Two seats away, there was
You, earphones in to block
Out any sounds of chatter

Laughter, looking out the
Window, two deep, blue
Eyes watched a blur of
Tall trees, buildings and

People pass by, I noticed
How quickly your smile
Turned into a frown.

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