Just One
In the quiet of the day
there are echoes in my head
no tears left behind and unshed
chest rising and falling no breathe left
what is the reason what is the purpose
hollow cries shallow tears there is nothing here
no hugs to hold me here
no kisses given or undone
here I am sitting here in the dark ..alone
alone in a crowd on a sunny day
people do not see me
the sun I can not feel
just one, what it would mean to me, just for one
just one hand, outstreched
one kiss, given not taken
one hug, to hold me here
just one, kind word
one friend, for just this one moment
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