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Jan 2020
She was alone,
Judged by all.
Put others before herself.
Still she waited,
Unnoticed.
Alone.
She hated herself,
For everything she loved,
She hated,
And worst of all she hurt.
Not others but herself.
The pain growing ever more prominent in her
She was not enough,
Not for herself,
Nor anyone else.
The UnKnown
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       will19008 and Smothered Divine
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