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Fishbowl

All my life, a plastic bowl
with plastic plants,
plastic rocks,
and a plastic ship
has been my home.
I am alone.
I've searched so hard,
and tried to see,
to find someone
else here but me.
Each time I look,
even in reflections
all I found was.... me.
After I search
this damning crate
within my lonely self debate
Why I am here
and who I'm meant to be

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  • Summer Dawn
    October 7, 2007

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    very interresting title to describe the world of loneliness in which one is living in. very creative title to say the least. your poem is good as well.