You were all alone.
For you there was no place
Among the crowd of thousands
In which everyone has
A mask, but has no face.
They did not hear your scream
Because they have no ears.
They looked right at you,
Nobody saw your fear
And request for help
In movements of your hands.
You did not have support,
When control was lost
You passed through the loop
Went to the light, suppose...
Solitude, to Ian Curtis
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