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to those who wait September 7, 2003 sunday - 12:34 grasping at strings, nothing feels right. loneliness in a group of friends. don't understand. how can we be so connected, so in tune, so together, so perfect, when i feel so alone? emptiness and loss. nobody else left. from so many to so few. dream of them all, one by one. nonononoone. don't understand. don't understand. the words of my life. alone away on an island, nobody there. estranged from all the world, isolated, unheard, unseen, forgotten. connections severed. emptiness flows over the oceans, muting, turning to shades of blue what it passes. coldness. dumbing down. subdued. silenced. lost. lost. diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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