Is anyone out there?
I doubt it.
Even if there were,
they wouldn't care.
Is anyone in here?
I doubt it.
Just a soulless shell
with nails and skin and hair.
Can anyone hear me?
I doubt it.
Their ears shut tight and
their hearts locked closed.
Would anyone listen?
I doubt it.
Their heads down and eyes averted;
another close encounter diverted.
I'd scream, but
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thats how your poem made me feel....thanks
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