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Oct 2015
Why can't I find someone to love me?
Am I cursed? Is there something more that I can't see?
I walk the path of life alone.
I sadly ponder but it remains unknown.
I don't think that I'm ugly.
I don't think that I have a bad personality.
Yet still they all remain at a distance.
As if unaware of my existence.
I begged the shadows to keep me company.
And they were happy to oblige.
They showed me a new path to walk along.
A path of hatred, a path of wrath.
The shadows made me strong.
And I lashed out against those who had ignored me.
Now finally they would see.
If I can't have love, well, fear is fine with me.
Nathan Wilson
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Nathan Wilson  London
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