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"When You're Alone"
That one person who did not fit,
Because no one allowed him to, not one bit,
Who was always alone,
And out in the harsh cold.

The world is just cruel, he thought,
And he fought
All those tears that wounded him badly,
For all the encounters he had with people always ended sadly.

It was not fair, he thought.
But then he saw that flair
Of nothing else but light,
And then he knew he would be able to fight!

All those years he fought against,
He knew he had won and passed
Because all these years of suffering
Had led to nothing.
But the happiness he now felt was pleasing;
He had found that one person who, with no doubt,
Had felt the way he had.




*This poem is an original work and was originally posted on 03/10/09.