What happened, to them all, to the people who’d, disappeared, out, of my life??? Had they gotten so tired of me, that they’d decided, to up, and out of my life? Or, had I been too pushy, that I’d managed to, chase ALL of them away???
People who’d disappeared, out of my life, some of whom I cherished dearly, and, when I first lost track of them, I’d searched, frantically, all over, feeling a part of me’s been taken away, with them, being gone too, but, as time goes by, I’d felt less and less pains, associating with them, leaving me.
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People who’d disappeared, out, of my life, why did they go away? And, why were they here, in my life in the first place? There, must be a purpose of me, meeting them all, one by one, on this never-ending track of life, right??? So, what, is the purpose, of the people’s presences in and out of my life, to teach me that hard-to-learn lesson of goodbye?
People who’d disappeared, out, of my life, I’d been abandoned, left, god knows how many times already, and yet, I’d not needed, ANYBODY to help me out in this GOD damn life of mine, I’m fine and dandy by myself here, I’d become, that I-S-L-A-N-D that NO man is here!!!
not my photograph…
People who’d disappeared, out of my life, I wonder, often, what had happened to them in their separate lives? Are they okay? Are they like me, fighting to survive every single day now, or, are they, having it easy, sitting on some distant beach, watching, that beautiful sunset…………
Life, the Obstacle Course 