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Rictameter (Alone) - Poem by Poetry Forms

Alone,
watching the tides
ebb and flow pass me by,
I ask myself why I stay here.
Looking past the sparkle and glitter to
reality, the harsh truth is
I don't have any friends.
I'll always be
alone.

Form: Rictameter


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 28, 2015



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