When the crowd dissipates
all I hear is loudness
The ear- deafening silence
of my loneliness
Torn and shattered, seems unbothered but sad
Knowing you're the best I've never had
How can smile mask the pain
when my eyes speak the truth?
How can I wear my best, match it with leather and suit?
Each time that passes by, the more I feel lonesome
How can I face the world, now that you're gone?
©eugene
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