It is gloomy in the city
smoke in this bar
I am sitting here alone
with no place to go
nothing to do
no friends to call
just waiting for hours to pass
sipping coffee here and then
and smoking a cigarette.
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Author:
amethyste (
Offline) - Published: August 18th, 2025 13:34
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Comments2
Sometimes that can be bliss.
Though, I think in this case, loneliness has kicked in and time is the enemy.
Yes it can be a bliss sometimes but for prolonged time it harms.
A most interesting contrast of being alone in a city, bored with nothing to do in a bar. Nicely written
Thank you a lot.
You are most welcome
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