Whenever Loneliness,
Knocks on my door,
I slam it to it's face.
I've been running away,
Deep down I know,
For I refused to see it,
And avoided it like a plague.
It affects me,
And I hate the feeling of it,
Peace,
Ah! I don't even mind,
If it trespasses my place.
Friday, June 25, 2010
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