Poem+Johan+9B


 * W ** hen left alone, and there’s no one in sight. There is a cold feeling, that one is not needed. Looking in the distance, in hope of new dreams. But all that one sees, is shards of broken dreams. Nothing matters in this world of disgrace. All that is needed, is careness and feeling. One does not know these unrecognised matters. There are only people hearing without listening. Their mind is out in the nowhere. No care is around, in this world of fallen hopes. Footsteps that echoes in the silent hallways, is a sound that can break the feeling of loneliness.

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