LonlienessA Poem by Max
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to lie and die to try and cry to wait and hate to sleep and weep again in lonliness i watch the time pass i lie in the grass and wait and wait and wait but as i wait i feel like bait for despair like im tearing out my hair like im starting to burn like i cannot turn like no matter what i try i still just cry and as iv done so often before i sit and wait behind a closed door i would open it if i had a key but there is no key to open me © 2012 MaxAuthor's Note
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