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Departure
I stand there, waving
these people I once knew
leaving
they don't wave back
they just look ahead
never looking
never lisining
to my crys
my crys of sorrow
for never knowing
knowing what has happened
happened to these people
these people I once knew
Parting is what I always hate. I tend to cry and the sorrow is overwhelming especially if you are the one who has been left behind. But there are always hellos and sad goodbyes. It's inevitable. You have evoked all those emotions in this nice poem of yours ^_^.