in a room full of people,
but i'm all alone.
surrounded by faces,
when i don't know my own
in a crowd full of bodies
but stranded in my mind
surrounded by friends,
but i feel left behind
what is it to live
and be a ghost, all the same time?
to be alive, but not living
a spark, but no flame
asz
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- Published: September 15th, 2021 00:13
- Category: Unclassified
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