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Apr 2020
Beautiful girls,
fast cars,
a home,
a family,
a life...

I wish that I,
in all my selfish glory,
could get used to the
thought of loneliness
in a world filled with opposites...

I have been working,
or rather waiting on myself,
trying to be the beautiful people
I see on TV. But now I'm getting used to the
thought, I'm going to be alone forever...
Written by
Patrick Harrison  18/M/Chicago
(18/M/Chicago)   
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