Poem: World of Friends

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In the midnight hour,

Realizing that these times are soon ending.

I find myself crying,

Huddled in a corner,

Wanting the smiles to never stop.

When I return to what was,

Never seeing a single soul, for weeks.

I am not sure what to do,

If the desert never ends.

Fighting off the world

For if I do not, I cry more tears.

No point in letting anyone get close,

They will all be lost to sea soon

Does everyone leave?

As soon as the walls drop…

As soon as my heart opens up?

They take a knife and cut right through it…

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