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The Death of Loneliness
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The Death of Loneliness |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa 
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[Revised] When I walk into a room There is no one around When I step outside my door I never hear a sound When I sleep inside my bed I never even dream When I turn on the TV It's blank, or so it seems I am pushed into a corner I am left holding the door I am always interrupted I am trampled on the floor Existing to survive Persist to be alive Desiring recognition Detesting isolation As I drive along the road It's empty as can be As I wander here at home Myself, I only see As I call upon the phone No answer to receive As I shout out to the Lord It’s me, who's not believed Shunned by silent voices I was washed upon a shore I was there for no one else And alone forever more I existed to survive Persisted to stay alive Desired recognition Detested isolation I am no longer "If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead." |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
now that's what I call a being-alone-but-not-wanting-to-be write hope you have find the companionship you seek |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
Thank you, you are very kind.  |
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Soleil Noir Senior Member
since 2001-12-19
Posts 688USA |
JCP... Sounds like a get 'em rolling song... and the resultant consequences if one is not heeded. You did well here... Now stand up and sing it. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
I’ve always wondered what “Poof, Up In Smoke” meant. Now I have a concept, thanks to “The Death of Loneliness”. JL  |
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