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Loneliness
Sitting here,
nothing to do.
Facebook messages equal none,
no one to talk to.
Sitting here,
thinking I need friends,
wondering when my,
exile will end.
Sitting here,
with blank screens,
no inboxes, IMs,
nothing.
Sitting here,
in torturing silence,
hoping someone will make it,
end.
nothing to do.
Facebook messages equal none,
no one to talk to.
Sitting here,
thinking I need friends,
wondering when my,
exile will end.
Sitting here,
with blank screens,
no inboxes, IMs,
nothing.
Sitting here,
in torturing silence,
hoping someone will make it,
end.
Published 3rd Jul 2012
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