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Writer's pictureEllallriau

THE INVISIBLE – poem

No body sees them Nobody hears their cries for help They walk through the streets like their the wind invisible to the eyes of others It is cruel how lonely they are​ And they feel as if no one understands them so they hide under a hoodie shealing themselves from humans that they fear will judge them without batting on eye They are not losers but a bunch of lossed souls wondering around for they feel they don’t belong

It is disgusting how cruel humans can be and the blood lust they feel when they see someone who’s suffering or someone they deem weaker than them

It’s sad how the only way they think they can cope is by ending something they never started ( their life)

-Elle

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