Faces in the crowd

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Faces in the crowd

Just a face in the crowd

But they are missed

By those who love them

The lost who can’t be found

Do they want to

Or are they spirits in a ghost town

They are the lost

Who can’t be found

And the pain and the hurt

For the family is so profound

The lost who can’t be found

Different faces in the crowd

They go unnoticed

They go unseen

Is that the way the want it to be?

Or are they spirits in a ghost town

Slipped out of life

So cannot be found

The lost who can’t be found

They are missed

And they are loved

And it’s so hard to understand

How they became lost

And can’t be found

Spirits in a ghost town

And simply just another face in the crowd.

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6 responses »

  1. I think of so many things when I read this poem, Faux. For me, I personally struggle with feeling like I’m just another face in the crowd a lot. There are times you want to be seen by someone and then there are times when you just want to hide away from the world because it’s too intense. But I love how you remind the reader that the unseen faces in the crowd are noticed, missed and loved by someone out there, even when they think the opposite. 🙂
    Love this poem, my dear friend.

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