Lost

Lost

A Poem by Miss Marie Riorden.
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One more before I go to bed.

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Lonely, afraid, it seems there's nothing I can do anymore.
Obstuctively I hide from those I talk to, I smile at.
Sensitivity is just a recreation of nothing, because it's an illusion.
Tantalizing lies are easy to believe when no one is listening.

© 2012 Miss Marie Riorden.


Author's Note

Miss Marie Riorden.
Acoustic #3 - Goo Goo Dolls.

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