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May 15
I spent my whole life searching for love

As a child I did not have enough of it,
So I always had a hole.

An absence which I thought I must find someone to fill.

Only now I know that absence of love, that gaping hole, cannot be repaired by another

Only I can refill it, only I can allow it to be full.

Only I can love myself the way I needed
all those years before.
Written by
MuseumofMax  22/Gender Fluid
(22/Gender Fluid)   
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