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Crowded city streets, Feeling alone,

I thought I had a hundred friends, But now I stand on my own,

It wasn’t like this before, But now life is just a chore,

Bridges I’ve crossed, That got burned, Walking through the alley, Taking the wrong the turn, Surrounded by thousands, But not a single soul known,

It’s not even better, Back sitting at home,

The heating is on, The world grows colder, The mirror reminds me I’m getting older,

I feel no longer suitable for the ride, It’s time to end, I’m talking about suicide,

I can no longer cling on,I’m weak and lost all my might, I open the back door, Alone, and drop to the floor,

I don’t want to feel like this anymore, It’s been too wrong for far too long, Nothing like the sun I can now see, And that bird singing her song,

Such beauty had escaped me and I felt was long gone, But today I decide to carry on,

You never know what else tomorrow may bring along

©Rob Spencer 24/11/21

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