Common/Uncommon thoughts.

Alone, here i am.....
Stranded for words.
Screwed by my thoughts.
Here i am.....
All alone and paranoid.
And, if a wish was to be made.
I would wish for an angel.
And thinking it's not going to happen.
Now, looking back at those times.
Trying to derive happiness.
Fruitless extracts......
Little pieces i strung here and now.
All weak and amateur.
Some like my life, some, my poetry.
My poetry.....

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