Lonely

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Sitting here

eyes

sore from the tears

that continuously fall

without warning

I'm trying to keep busy

but

all I think about is

you

lonliness pours out of my

veins

leaving tracks of pain

looking out the window

wondering

if you're thinking of me

too

knowing that you may not

be

out of sight

out of mind

it seems

but

all I think about is

you

Standing here

feet tired from waiting

for you

heart sore from hoping that you

love me the same

but

i'll never know

all i can do is think of

you

as my lonely heart

bleeds...

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