There are many around me,
But it is like that there is none.
I feel so lonely,
I wish I was going to die.
Loneliness you loyal friend,
Never left my side.
I’m filled with emptiness,
Of which there is no escape.
I’ll be gone forever,
There is nowhere for me to stay.
Loneliness the pain,
But also the cure.
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