All Alone

by Rachel   Nov 10, 2008


In a croweded room
Cramped and cluttered
She feels all alone
Covering her face with her hands
Until her eyes
Begin to water and her skin is stained
With glimmering streaks upon her cheeks
As she looks around the room
Her hands begin to shake violently,
She walks toward the door
She opens it up. They're voices
Fade away from her
Against her thoughts
She walked out that door
As she felt completely alone

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