Bailey Garcia

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They're gone
That's what they say
I cry when I'm alone
The tears roll down but no one knows
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It blinks at me, that cursor does
Reminding me of the deadline looming
Not a word comes to mind, as I sit patiently
Waiting, waiting
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Many are around but you are alone
You’re surrounded by faces yet you see none
They ask how you are. “I’m fine.” You reply
They don’t even notice that it is a lie
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