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Saturday, August 1, 2009
Poem from The Loner's point of view.

Here I stand,
Against the playground wall.
I watch them play,
With their blue ball.

Here I stand,
Filled with envy
I watch them laugh together
Wishing they would laugh with me.

Here I stand,
Like every normal day
They ignore me,
They have nothing to say.

Here I stand,
For the very last time.
I look at all of them,
And I wish they could’ve been friends of mine.


Fawziah;
2:14:00 PM


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