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Friends are people too
I am unlovable;
I am untouchable.
I have an unending pain, in a life that has always been a struggle.
Non-point;
Non-existence.
Non-conformists…are they not worth mentioning?
No more joints;
No more love.
No kisses, no mending.
I lie to each and every one of you;
Communicate face to face
And still our lies continue.
A hole for a soul;
My kingdom for a whore.
In a life without Miss Adventure,
I excel at being bored.
Mind shifts sideways;
Get out of the way of a runaway thought!
Distraction; bad day.
Take a pill to cure your body against the need for a door.
The Sixth Sense makes no sense until the end;
I have a million sensitive words on which I can depend.
Past tense; still tense.
Nothing can cure my aching bones,
My broken bonds
And bring me back…
To my lost friends.
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