Lost Souls

lost souls .. whispering 

tree comes to life .. screeching sound 

wind .. not to be seen 


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nobody knows the real me , a poet .. as i am wandering through the park 
alone in the dark .. i feel lonely in some way .. even tho my friends are there for me no 
matter what .. i feel "invisible"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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September 19, 2009 at 4:48 PM
Sometimes I feel the same way in a crowed of people. Specially in a book store...people pass by and my mind is gearing up unbeknownst to them...I'm a powerhouse of poems...Raul
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