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Alone
All alone, beaten and prone.
The world is blown.
An uninteresting man in the crowd.
Christ it's loud.
How could he hope to be heard?
He cries aloud in madness turn.
Why in the world have I been spurned?
With such slowness the knife has turned.
From inside my soul has burned.
All alone and no return.
Will no one hear me?
I'm so perturbed.
All alone it never ends.
I should just jump off a bridge.
Never ceasing, often repeating.
All alone now the truth is shown.
I cannot continue so alone
poem
by
Michael McParland
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