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Poetry
All around me, I hate them.
not as a result of their fault.
Because I trusted and loved them so much, it's my own fault.
All we need at times is a kind touch and a helping hand that whispers, "I'm here for you.
"I am alone myself, though.
My anger and anxiety...
not as a result of their fault.
Because I trusted and loved them so much, it's my own fault.
All we need at times is a kind touch and a helping hand that whispers, "I'm here for you.
"I am alone myself, though.
My anger and anxiety...
