Lonely
If only, a friend might call
pretend I wasn’t here.
Fear Hiding in the corner
For want of a little cheer.
Hoping he might come right in
Praying he might call again.
Strange I can not unlock
Invisible a mental block.
A tablet to dull the pain
Vibrations within my brain
Allow him enter only then
Free me from this mental
pen.
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