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Jul 2017
From the start when I learned of my thoughts, is when I realized I only exist.
    Friends didn't call me. I thought I had many.
I soon realized I only exist.

For I had no one come visit me while in my teens always spent weekends alone.
   While others my age engaged in fun things.
I sat quietly in my room at home.
For that, because I only exist.

It's true I'm not feeling blue because I'm feeling sorrow amongst myself.

Even now as an adult I haven't any company not one single person has rang my door bell, in the past 14 years.

For what reason, for have I done something so bad.

I only exist I never lived.
Only a vision of my shell
Appears.

My spirit and personality.
Is not physically here.

Emptiness is real when
You only exist.
Charlene
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Charlene  F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)   
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