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Empty
I'm all alone
in a crowd,
on my own
fears have bowd.
Spotlights shine
to blind my eyes,
dark, hollow, empty line.
All alone a child cries.
Freedom, release, comfort, love
never near, never far.
Long ago I lost my glove
everything that
trust, laughter, dreams are.
They are missing, lost
will they return?
My shoulders droop,
my eyes fall shut,
doubts invade, hopes burn
I'm all alone, as I turn.
You should finish thjis poem a little bit better, you have an amazing tallent and you should never let it down. Please keep writing, your poems are great. It's been a while, I know, but it's klike riding a bike, you really never forget. Keep up the good work.