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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Personal >> ID #1295525  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Solitude ~ my emotional state of being
some say I might be crazy, and others just don't understand
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tick tick tick
the clock always ticks
slowly driving me
insane

the room is empty
of people anyways
there are tons of
objects or material
items

tick tick tock
where did that sound
come from
it's sad I notice
one stray
tock

I think that I see
a bug on the wall
oh I hope there is one
but sadly no
the wall is
empty

Haven't seen a human
in several days
not ready to leave
the house but am
tired of sitting
here

It won't be long
before I begin
to talk with
people from
inside my
head

tick tick ... silence
even the clock
has stopped
...
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