Displaced
October 7, 2011
Home is not home
Oh well of poison water
Left on a doorstep
Outcast, displaced
The outside is quiet
The inside is dark
Left to decay
Abandoned, Forgotten
Nobody knows it
Nobody cares
Selective ignorance
Unknown, unimportant
Bright eyes shine
The quest to be known
Ends in disappointment
Unfulfilled, thirsty
~wbv
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