today i'm a walking curse,
with a bright neon purse.
i sit, i wait...;
a catatonic state.
strangers so absent-minded;
they hardly notice.
thoughts to myself,
i am engulfed by the frigid embrace of a meaningless existence.
i sit, i wait...
moments pass by;
there goes a glance that can never be understood.
there goes a a smile unnoticed.
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