Loneliness

April 19, 2011
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As the girl walks through the halls,
from room to room,
she keeps her head high.

She always is smiling and greeting.
Joking and waving.
Hiding and crying.

The swirl of loneliness sounds
like bright nothing to her ears.
Blackness surrounds her.
Hope blinds her.





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