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What do you do, when all that you loved, has abandoned you? When everyone who was supposed to always be there for you, are no longer there? When you can hear nothing but your own breathing and see nothing but the darkness stretching on in front of you?
What do you do, when you are truly Alone?
Short emotional piece as a bit of an experiment. Enjoy!
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ken007008 Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2012  Student Writer
alone... that is something that i submitted to many times

but now when i'm alone i make friends with the spirits of all things (kinda like how everything has it's own soul) and become part of them :D

if i really became truly alone, then i'd just stick with it and tell myself to suck it up and walk my way out afterwards
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lacesnflowers Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I go find a place where I can forget about these problems for a little bit. A place where I can think clearly and focus on the solution for my problem.

I really like this piece!
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blooperman12 Featured By Owner Feb 3, 2012  Student Writer
Thanks!
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EnthusiasticLoser Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2012
i scream but it does no good. ;-)

I like this a LOT, thanks for posting it :-)
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blooperman12 Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2012  Student Writer
You're very welcome.
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daddyslittlejanegirl Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2012
reach out. This is not a criticism, I just felt like answering the question posed by the poem.
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blooperman12 Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2012  Student Writer
Fair enough.
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Kay-March Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2012
I lie down waiting to cry, that never happens
I stand up waiting to smile, that never happens
I listen the rain outside,
I embrace it as my own (tears)
My hand touches the valley lilies, the wild ancient roses, the leaves of olive trees where Apollo's sunny smile always stays
I get up pretending its a bit of my own smile,
I go on with my life
for a while it all seems perfect, like me I'm fine
then the night descends upon my eyes... and the cycle, returns
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thestaccatobutterfly Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2012  Hobbyist
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Felicia-Neko Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I know the feeling... and it's horrible really
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