Wed, 09/10/2014 - 09:10 -- Nikole

I feel so alone,

for I have no place

in this world- but to roam.

And every face

looks down upon me.

Disgusted eyes with a false smile.

they ignore my silent plea,

so I walk another mile.

My eyes scream for help,

"Save me from this lonliness so dark."

But they only care for themselves.

What do I have... but to walk?


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