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Apr 2019
My heart couldn't handle it
If I tried to form a new relationship.
Me and People
We don't get along.

There is a constant lingering taste of
Deceit
Rejection
Pain.

I'm separated, detached from
Love
Kindness
Happiness.

In my mind, I think
'Was it me? Was it them? Was it true?'
I no longer trust me mind

Is my perception real?
Do I see what I want to?
Do I fabricate the glances and comments?
Or was it all there?

Am I as bad as they say I am?
Maybe, I'm inherently evil.
Destined to be hated by man.
Destined to be alone.

My solitude drives me mad
Loneliness kills my spirit.
Written by
Mola
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