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Sunday, September 5, 2010

Random poem #1: alone

alone

He stood at the edge of the building,
completely shrouded in darkness
Looking down below, there were only small flickering lights
that illuminated the city.
As he gazed upward, the skyline stood erect
against the cloud-covered night sky.
He stood with his head flung back,
and there was nothing else that engulfed him
but the feeling of being so lost without her.
Everything was moving beneath him--
the cars, people, time--
but standing there, dizzied by the weight of the world
spinning on time's whim,
he felt a wave of loneliness;
A wave of loss, lapping at the edges.

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