Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

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A glass wall separates me from my site.

So that the world teasingly dangles in front of me,

Knowing that I can’t touch it.

Knowing that I only await waiting to

Waiting for the tiger, clawing fervently underneath my skin

to find an exit,  to find freedom, but mostly,

you.

 

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