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Sitting...
Waiting...
For those who are to never come
Silently
A lone tear finds its way down my face
A hand
My own
Wipes it away
Cold
Untouched
Unloved
Unwanted
A heart skips a few beats
Pain
Stabs
Burns
Imprisons
My very being
My heart
Destroyed
From the feeling
From the knowlage
Of knowing
That no one loves me
No one cares for me
That I shall die alone
And that tear
That I have brushed from my face
Was unnoticed
Just like the rest of me