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All my "friends" are gone
and I'm left here alone. L o n e l y.
They took every piece of me with them.
I am nothing without them.
I can't breathe.
My chest is getting tighter and
Watching the moments of life pass,
as if from the outside.
Wishing I could retrogress
to the sunlight shining
on that midsummer’s day:
a little girl, in a beautiful dress
