AloneA Poem by Mansu vml
At the front of the crowd
Tartly, looking around. there are many faces in the cobweb. All looking passed out. I scream out to the silence, only to hear my words come out. Which sound shall I make today To be noticeable I have Failed At the front of squirter My voice is no longer my shield or weapon No one acknowledges my presence. Its painful being alone in a crowd Won by laughing, lost and weeping . Everyone gone I saw that there was nothing left. Accumulated desires falling, Firmly into the soil © 2016 Mansu vmlAuthor's Note
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