ALONEA Poem by Quiet Keythis is the first so...yaythe feeling of being left out- not liked by anyone where your throat is dry and your lips stick together and won't open, just like an old door stuck in the doorway. where your eyes, like the walls of a weir And won't open because if do the walls will burst and the water will rush out
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