This poem speaks for itself, a loner, no friends, no worries or cares.
Forever,
It seems a thousand years
But one night
You run on
Til the end of time
Washed up with the tide
Your journey has no end
No beginning
As you have not a soul
Robbed
Emotions stripped
Through the years
An empty shell is left
No love
No hate
No misery
Life pissed away
Without a friend
But you have no regrets
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