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Loner
Standing at window pane,her tears rolled down,
It was constant she,in midnight or the dawn.

While everyone hanged out,she was sitting alone,
She missed those chatters coz her pals were gone.

Surrounded by the croon and with her no one sang,
She was no more crazy when her phonebell rang.

Carrying the bleeding heart,she couldn't speak it out,
No one either struggled for her to go about.

Sorrowful and...