The Stranger

You’d never notice me on the street,

Passing through the crowds.

Little chance we’ll ever meet

Here or in the clouds.

I’m the stranger as you pass,

Of the numbers I’m the last,

You’ll never see me next to you,

Never speak to me the truth.

Invisible to the eye,

One of many passing by,

With a story deep inside,

With a tale I’ll never write.

Just a random number in your life,

You’ll never tell me of your strife,

But to be honest I’d still listen

To the secrets you hold within.

A heart big enough to hurt,

You’ll never know just what I’m worth,

But I’ll still see you in your lane,

Even if I never know your name.


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