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Im 32 and im alone
Like a stone crushed into a pebble
Destructed to never be reconstructed
I duck loveliness and embrace loneliness
And admittedly I repress thoughts of happiness
I had it
I lost it
Kinda like a orphan
I went from a loving home
To hallways full of nothingness
And im a mess
I repress
Then repeat
Loves a lie and not meant for me
As heartless as It seems
Im living a dream
On my sleeve
For all to see
Its me
And I cant be
The same person repressed in a dream
Yet I am
Without a doubt
A dagger in my own side
And only you can take it out
And watch me bleed
Once a shell of a nightmare
Flipped inside out of me
Its me I scream
Wake me from this dream
This isn’t for me
Im a lost soul
In for whom may never receid
Leave me be
An unspoken love of ours
In which was never meant to be
And someday you’ll see
I was only a repressed dream