I hate my job
I hate my life
I hate the world
I hate the words
What is left, then of me
I don’t understand love
I don’t understand friendship
I don’t understand living
I don’t understand existing
What is, then left of me
I love pain
I love heartache
I love loneliness
I love heartbreak
What left of me, then is
I want to smile
I want to talk
I want to laugh
I want to create
What of me, is then left
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….your personality
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How true! Thank you
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thoughtful poem it is…unison of many gather in one…
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Thanks Sangbad😊
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You said it yourself! Your list of wants will drive you😄 to action and changing your other lists. Enjoy the journey to the results you seek😉
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The journey that we all must take
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I understand your words. They so powerfully symbolize your deep pain. I am sorry. I love you and my heart aches beyond any words I can convey for you. I have no words for your pain I know you feel. I just know I feel love and deep deep empathy for you…. I am sorry…. Sending love and hugs to you!!! <3
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