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Not Alone
Whenever I feel like a lost piece of a puzzle
That's been mixed with different pieces, or When I try to force others
To hold the other end of the rope as tightly as I do
I am filled with a mix of disgust and pity
As I ignore all the questions "why?";
Turning to music for solace,
I find myself seated in an empty café.
As time passes by, I look right behind me:
One person sitting at a table for three;
I glance to my left and saw the same scene;
Behind a noisy crew, a mirror of me;
In spite of the pain I hold in my heart,
Solely because of trying too much,
It might take a while, but at least I know
That I'm not alone in being alone.
© xvieragr
That's been mixed with different pieces, or When I try to force others
To hold the other end of the rope as tightly as I do
I am filled with a mix of disgust and pity
As I ignore all the questions "why?";
Turning to music for solace,
I find myself seated in an empty café.
As time passes by, I look right behind me:
One person sitting at a table for three;
I glance to my left and saw the same scene;
Behind a noisy crew, a mirror of me;
In spite of the pain I hold in my heart,
Solely because of trying too much,
It might take a while, but at least I know
That I'm not alone in being alone.
© xvieragr
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