Loneliness

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Loneliness

Light get dem outside my window. And my heart bet slow like a weeping .My mind think thing that could only happen in my dreams a sign of loneliness could it be or my mind could be just playing tricks on me.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

jewel24’s Poems (3)

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