A home you have a tendency to run to once in a while,
Loneliness is a feeling,
In which you feel arms around you,
Though you feel comforted,
You'd also feel conflicted,
For the arms around you,
Is only imaginary,
You can never see or picture who the person hugging you is.
You can only continue to feel the loneliness in final defeat,
For you're helpless,
So you keep telling yourself,
That this feeling,
Is only temporary.
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