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I'm at a loss.
Everyone I love has turned away.
I'm so alone.
I can't feel anyone there.
It's just me.
Me and my thoughts.
People always wonder, why am I inlove with him?
Is it his beautiful brown eyes? A dominant gene...
Why does it always seem that my life is a long...
With each occasional stops, sightseeing memories...
Wondering when it will all come to an end,
These walls that I built are eroding away with...
Pushed up against bark,
The leaves blown in the wind gust...
Lonely, is how I feel when I'm you're not here.
Unfortunately I know you don't feel the same...
Damn, your eyes.
We're all too focused on the sunset, the beauty of the sun falling.
But we all forget the magnifcence in the moon rise.
The machines of war will kill us all.
by Trampled Angel
by Maple Tree