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The fact that I try to justify it with this poem only makes it worse.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 57 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-08-11 - id: 2941305
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He's sitting alone and no one cares to join.
The solo rings through,
Played by someone undeserving.
My arms try to move
Through the cloud of missed opportunities.
We all know what he
Should have had.
But it passes without
Even touching him.
He doesn't cry because we all
Still think he's a joke.
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