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Whispers of Loneliness
Wearing a smile, but it's just a show,
Loneliness whispers, won't let go.
In the crowd's noise, a silent plea,
Heartache murmurs, longing to be free.
Behind laughter's mask, a tale untold,
Loneliness unfolds, a story unfolds.
They feed on tears, a bitter taste,
In solitude's grasp, emotions embraced.
Moving with shadows, the soul steps back,
Loneliness stay...
Monday 15th January 2024 4:58 pm
Tears On The Rails
There's blood on the rails
And the train stands still
But the body's nowhere
And the crowd's had its fill
Nothing can be found at all
Seems like a puff of smoke
Disappeared without a trace
The crowd thinks it's a joke.
Who was it that laid there?
Waited for the train to come?
Noone knows the actual truth
...Monday 15th January 2024 2:12 pm
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