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I don’t get it
Do you?
I don’t know
What’s this feeling 
I can’t show 

A perfect day 
Secrets and jokes
Merely moments ago

In a blink
Im slipping
Falling

Memories 
Newly formed
Yet out of reach

Grasping 
At blanks
And touching air

Seconds before
Hanging with friends
Now isolated
And lonely

A ditch 
I dug 
For myself

Thoughts there 
With words
Not able to form

No one to talk to
To understand
And no words 
To describe

What a ditch 
I dug 
Huh. 

~ hiddengirl75