LoathsomeGlum is commonplaceLonelyLonging for a faceDwelling in the shadowsThere's a darker side stillOnce what was wide openIs closed and unfulfilled
AcceptanceA need that I can't understandSome uninvited guestIs whispering demandsDamage
Private and off the beaten trackBulwarked, so as not to get shellackedAs I sit in solitary confinementWhich I chooseBewildered and stumpedBy the many ways I lose
Some uninvited guest is tugging at my handSap the energy and corrode the order of the dayPigeon feet touch the ground, mind is disarray
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