Echos of Lonelyness

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The Lobelyness echos
The volume hurts my ears
Crushes my body
It says her name
The one you want
She isn't me
The pressure of solitude
Tries to push down my dusty lids
I hold them up
Exhausted
Desperate to give in
And sleep.





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