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Meltman Oct 2015
Oh how I face the Triad,
A daunting force to face.
Loneliness, anxiety, and frustration,
the dark Triad, what a disgrace.

Oh how I face the world alone,
seeking someone to call my own.
I know I will never find her,
her seed was never sown.

Taking this journey solo,
I never knew I could sink so low.
Oh how I wish to find her,
to shed the colors of the crow.

Oh how I know I can't search,
no matter how I may lurch.
The shame, the embarrassment, the guilt,
it feels the same as a birch.

Curse this fear inside,
I wish not in me it did reside.
Oh how I try to hype myself,
but by anxiety I must abide.

Oh how I despise myself,
not to knock this off my shelf.
It really does hinder life,
at times I wish I were a Night Elf.

I thought with time it would disappear,
but this loneliness, anxiety is still here.
Oh how I wish to escape it,
please let the end be near.

Oh how I face the Triad,
A daunting force to face.
Loneliness, anxiety, and frustration,
the dark Triad, what a disgrace.

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