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for him life is a darkened void that only he knows of
there is no such thing as love in his heart
he hates everything and everyone
he beleives he is alone, he is scared
he doesnt realize that he is not alone
i am right here and i know how he feels
I care about him and all he is about
he hardly knows harly knows me but i know him well
for when i think about this subject
i, at one point, was him
i was just like the boy i know so much about
maybe this is why he appeals to me so very much
maybe its not
i will never know until all the immortals have perished
maybe it's the fact that he never speaks
he is always a mystery
unknown to all but me




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On Sunday November 7th, 2004, A Broken Soul (102) writes:
hmm... a bit confusing, a bit intreguing. nice work. ^Autumn^


On Sunday November 7th, 2004, Savannah (285) writes:
Very deep. Sad. Two of my fave qualities in a poem..



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