Randomly Assorted Poetry, I

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All That's Left

All that's left

Is me and the demon.
My old friends won't talk to me.
My new friends aren't close to me.
I keep spilling this burden
On others
And it burns them,
Yet they laugh.
I wish I could laugh too,
See this all as another joke
In this life of comedy..
But I can't.
It hurts too much to laugh
Cause all my breath has been taken away,
Running from myself.
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