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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Don't you know It's buffoonery To talk to A lonely heart With charisma And then leaving! You didn't stay So I went to the Summer afternoon days. Day I I invited my friend Who lives in my head, Some good books, we read, My heavy heart was still in dread. Day II Music lost its melodies, I went color blind, Or the world went black and white, Everything struck like a sore sight, But my friend was there by my side. Day III Home felt like an asylum Because I was becoming dumb, Searching for you in the passers by, I tried praying to the sapphire sky But every word came out as a cry, You were in my breath, my bones bled, But my friend didn't go back to my head. Day IV I was a vessel— soulless, The floor was drowning me, My heart projected you on the ceiling— Your smiles, your giggles, you gaze, your words, Then the projector got fused, so did my mind. Day V Afternoon aflame and I wandered Alone starving to see you, I was in a desert seeking for A mocking mirage, My feet were alight and aching, My throat throbbed calling your name, Tears flooded out, there was no dam. Day VI Tears turned the desert into a pool, I started playing like a foolish fool, I shouted so loud, my lungs burst out, “Marco!” “Marco!” Then It dawned on me, No one would say “polo!” Because I was playing solo. Day VII The pool became a frantic ocean, I drowned and Cried, cried and cried. *Friend : Loneliness
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