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I didn't have value-

never will they say,

I was worthy of love

to those people

who ever mattered

those who cared enough

for me to know

easy

it will  be

to end the pain

at last

even till my time's end

shall pass away

and the lonliness

that seeps my soul

the aching

I will perish

barren of hope

desolate,

and so

broken

I was not really

after all,

loved-

(Now read it backwards, line by line...)