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walking alone... An untitled Poem

Walking---alone
Reflection in the mirror,
personal self-Image,
It all seemed so fake.

Rejected---by life
gray clouds that follow,
always a step behind,
the troubled Youth.

White---void
Staring at the ceiling,
rope hanging in the corner,
look Once---never again.

Hollow---sound
A voice fills the room
one life Saved,
One soul lost

A friend kept,
one bird sings,
life Goes on
sorrow spared

~Andy~

This is sorta dedicated to a friend of mine who saved me.... So yeah, I wrote it just because. Um my poem doesnt have a title, I kinda liked it that way but if I was gonna give it one it would probably be walking alone... Complete with the three periods and no capitals.

This poem is copyright 2003 by Andy, to whom comments may be sent.

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