I was alone
in a dark room
full of unfamilar faces
talking, laughing, pointing.
But you were there,
you took me in,
you welcomed me,
you were my friend.
I worshiped you,
you were my idol.
We laughed and played
and had fun.
Then one day,
you took out a knife,
and stabbed me in the back,
and laughed,
while I screamed,
and cried.
I am alone
in a dark room,
full of unfamilar faces
talking, laughing, pointing,
but you're not there,
to take me in,
to be my friend,
I am truly alone.

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