ALONE IN THE CROWD
I stand all alone in the crowd.
They cheer you, I silently boo.
Would they all cheer if they knew
Of my love/hate feelings for you?
I loved you with all of my heart,
But then my heaven turned to hell.
And still it hurts as I recall
That day your greeting was, “Farewell
Oxymoron poetry contest
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3rd September 2025
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