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Dec 2019
I envy those who allow themselves to be loved
I don’t think I was born with that ability
I’m a closed book no matter how hard I try
Why can’t I just let you love me
Why do I prefer to be alone
Yet deep down I know
Part of me wants someone to hold
But loving doesn’t come easy for me
**** you solitude for bringing me comfort
I’m supposed to fight against you
Yet I crave you
But as I get older I fear that it will trap me
I fear that I will grow old never having been in love
I know that we all enter this earth alone
But I don’t wish to die alone
Written by
Jaz  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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