Alone.....
... is such a much abused,
molested than ever
overused, cliche
of the century, spoken
by the majority,
a cancer, a lump,
a freckle, a wound,
a scar, but no matter
how i hate this,
my God, it is still
poetic!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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