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Lonely
Sitting in my room
With only what is needed
Nothing but a never ending shriek
The shriek of silence
I wish
That I could hear two heart beats
Not just mine
To fill this quiet room
A feeling is killing me
A feeling that I cannot name
One that makes me want to cry
To curl into a ball
It's something only another person can fix
It's an urge to be held
It's creates a strong desire
One that is beyond painful
What's the word
The two syllable word
The one that keeps you up at night
Lonely
With only what is needed
Nothing but a never ending shriek
The shriek of silence
I wish
That I could hear two heart beats
Not just mine
To fill this quiet room
A feeling is killing me
A feeling that I cannot name
One that makes me want to cry
To curl into a ball
It's something only another person can fix
It's an urge to be held
It's creates a strong desire
One that is beyond painful
What's the word
The two syllable word
The one that keeps you up at night
Lonely
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