My mind is anxiety.
My body is an introvert.
I am Not noticed.
My desires are forgotten.
My eyes are Deceived.
I am not Included.
My soul is stared through.
My Death is unnoticed.
I am always Denied.
Doomed stranded on the island of isolation.
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Author:
Thinker (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I Wonder those who have eyes will see the greatness within me
- Category: Sad
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