(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

What do you think this poem is about?

Alone

Lonely and outcast
They sit alone
No one speaks
No one talks
It's as if all life and joy
Have been permanently
Dissipated
Leaving cold, dead, silence
In its wake

Submitted: Wednesday, August 08, 2012


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