Alive

In a place were I call solitude...

Were I exist and the ones that I love are me...

My mind screams for the ones who hear...

I am alive...

I care...

I do love you...

An eco in space. 

And we keep on living...

But what is the cost to your human soul,if there isn`t someone to share it whit ?

Do you still exist ?

Are you happy ?

Do you cry to sleep ?

Can I help ?

Do I want to ?

...

And life moves on.

The End

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