I wish I was loved again, as I once was.
Oh well that is the past. I remember now
that I am not deserving of such luxuries.
I need a hug, but I would gladly take a bullet.
In time I might get the latter, provided there
is but one person with the nerve to show some
form of mercy.
Who ever said people are good and kind, should
receive the same as they are wrong.
FML, and hope too. There is no point.
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