No one knows how it feels,
How it feels when you're constantly tired,
And you're alone,
How it feels when you close your eyes and your heart shatters,
You're still alone,
How it feels to know when he's happy and you're not the reason,
Well, I'm still alone.
-unspoken
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Not You [COMPLETED]
PoetryHave you ever wondered how many people are in this planet? Well, 7.7 billion people in this planet, and it's still not you.
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