That moment when you feel you are all alone.When the graveyard seems louder than your environs. When your accomplice is summed up in your shadow. The period when the heart flow with tears yet the eyes remain a desert.
Your search couldn’t get a friend to click. The band is broad but no listening ear to download to. The one who quickly seemed an inch away has now become a hundred yards close. The strong and fearless, brave and courageous, heavy and mighty now seem a mouse seeking a hole to hide.

The poem inspired in a boring state


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