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Pathetic feeling sad and sorry
looking for pity or a path embarassed for myself for myself is somewhat lost in myself my self this has been over so many times what comes next to calm the tide? lonely lover romantic failure all left wanting but only love flower, breakfast, hug and kiss something to bring back the feeling I miss Some words mean so much some times at times and then are only words muttered in heat or drunken freedom repeated only when forced to do so or so it seems this life is too slow I fear the future, I fear the loss I give all my love but at what cost? the heart I fill will leave fufilled and the shadow of mine will fade and be stilled. It hurts to know the pain is one sided, if only what we wanted in our lives coincided. but alas it is me who loves you, and you who loves the convenience of two.
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