Me the Joke
Love is a joke. A joke that is found funny by everyone but me. I would say that I am unlucky in love but I am so often told luck does not exist, so therefore I must conclude that love is just not for me. Never shall I find a kindred who harbers the same emotions as me, never will I have that which I give. Only pain, hurt, ignored shall I receive. I have such a hole in my heart I have tried to let others fill but no takers have sincerely tried and never shall it be. Much to give I do, but none interested or want to receive. So alone in this hollow world I shall ever be. Draped in my sorrow for the tenderness that shall never be mine, but forever grateful for those that have accepted a pitiful soul like mine to exist in their bright and beautiful world I will forever be.
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