He stands Alone
Summary: Just a little poem done in the spur of the moment. Just saying why the Doctor stands alone and how Martha came to realize this. So set in series three LOTTL. Hope you like it, and as you all know feedback is loved.
A/N: Just a note to say that this is one of the first times I've written a non-rhyming poem. So I was wondering if you like it ya know ;D
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And although he stands there
In a crowd of thousands,
People pushing by,
He still stands alone.
For you see there is something different about him
That makes him stand out.
And usually we just let is go
But he still stands alone.
He has had friends, too may to mention
Humans and aliens alike,
Met people form all corners of the universe,
But he still stands alone.
And even when people from his own race were alive,
And he talked and laughed with them,
Somewhere deep down he knew,
He would always stand alone.
There was once some hope in his life,
A tiny glimmer of happiness.
A flower that bloomed with immense beauty in the darkness,
Yet even when he said goodbye
He stood alone.
And now she looks at him,
Stares in his deep brown eyes
And knows it's no use.
He will always stand alone.