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© By Anonymous

I hate being mad at you, but I hate what you did more. I don't think I can stay mad at you. All was calm and sweet until the clouds rolled in and it started to rain. And when it rains... it pours. So it pours and we settle in separate spots. You ran and found shelter. I stayed and am trying to stay warm. I beg for mercy and cry for death. But i am still here and will build a house so you can come and visit me in the warmth of my heart and not the cold depths of my soul.
The Lonely One

© By Alison Boecler

I am alone and sad.
My name does no one know.
My parents should be glad,
But that they never show.

I never play, I only study.
I have few friends to call mine.
When I'm in need, I call on my buddy.
Through them I can always shine.

I am alone for I cannot cast
Someone for me to love and to love me
It's my fault for I am stuck in the past
Now I can't even plea.

What do they call me, they that aren't my friends,
Nothing, I am no one.
They call me a nerd for I cannot keep up with the trends.
I am alone.
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