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Iz Dec 2018
As I walk these streets
A bitterness in my heart
I know all to well
Steps from the shadows
Followed by a piercing pain
In my abdomen
At the sight of fathers and daughters
Sharing laughs and smiling
I will forever feel this jealousy
It is
A burning rage
For something I never had
something I will always want
Why couldn’t you just love me?

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