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Nobody cares to listen to me. I feel so alone in this world
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I’ve learned to accept the worst. If you know it will eventually come it makes it easier to face it when it does.
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I know you love em but don’t let him know it
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The journey does not get better ppl
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Some things are easier to bury when you never admit you wanted them. So I’ll keep wandering. Passing through lives, leaving little pieces of myself behind, until there’s nothing left to miss. Maybe I was never meant to be loved. Maybe I was only meant to pass through.
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I think some souls are born without a place to return to. No arms waiting. No name whispered in the dark. No one wondering where they disappeared to. Just roads, strange cities, and the quiet company of their own shadow.
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I’m never going to be good enough it’s time I accept it
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I love you & I’d never do anything to make you think otherwise
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I wasn’t born with golden hair, or eyes the color of the sky. I don’t turn heads when I walk in, don’t leave people wondering why. I’m the shadow after midnight, the quiet nobody keeps. The one who loves too deeply, then cries herself to sleep.
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I’m surrounded by voices, yet silence fills my chest, A map full of faces, but no place feels like rest. I keep walking through the fog, though I don’t know where to go, Lost among the people, feeling lonelier than they know.
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