ALONE . . .
And almost not lonely
Cast aside . . .
But only waiting
Dropped like a plummet line
Measuring vanity
Stripped like scapegoat
Assessing deceit
Stretched out cut in half
Mirroring souls
Pain in inner wealth
Bereft of friends
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-From: Arkiahh Dreaming; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
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