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Learning from the Past I hurt those I love;
I hate who I've become.
I cannot trust myself
let alone someone else.
I believed lies;
I hoped in promises
that were broken.
My past is a path
paved with pain.
These memories have
left me broken.
I doubt in good intentions
because they turned out
to be ill-willed lies.
I have trouble forgiving myself
for who I allowed past my defenses,
so I've built higher walls.
I've learned to not hope in love,
because when love faded,
it made me bitter.
I have no choose but to accept
this life of loneliness
rather than risk being hurt again.
