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Is It Real?

The world will never feel all the pain I feel. Whether love is real is something I'll never feel. Always alone with no one to call my own. Sure I know it sounds pathetic, but to some people they just don't get it. All alone is just something I just don't want to be. Thinking about all the relationships I've had in the past, makes me feel sort of sad. Because all along I knew it wouldn't last. But that still doesn't take away from all the pain I feel. But I guess I was meant to be alone. With no love to call my own.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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