Friday, June 25, 2010

Loneliness

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.

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