The world outside
passing by
so fast I can't count the people;
the lights bright and sad.
Where we will-
where I will go now,
I'm not sure.
But I don't dare to stop.
This time is so precious,
moving past or through the world,
the wind allowing me to be numb,
and no one says a word.
I can ignore the girl inside
telling me that it's all over,
carefully smothering me,
and killing me even slower.
How long can I stay like this?
Honestly,
I don't have a clue.
There's no where to go
and no one is here with me.
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blech...
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