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A lonely Stage

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alone here i stand
but why?
we were all called
i chose not to go
was that my fault?
i find myself walking on the hard concrete
mind empty
hands cold
feet bleeding
knife wounding
chest num
body falling
head colliding
arms dripping
feet crunching
i take the stage
and all i see is the reflection of the person i used to know
why is that?
i'm right here.
here.
IM RIGHT HERE !
but am i really?
i honestly dont know anymore......





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