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Solitude

Love me or hate me,

I do not care.

It won't matter soon,

I'll be out of your hair.

The world is dying,

as am I.

I knew you'd leave,

everyone lies.

Love me or hate me,

I don't give a shit.

It doesn't hurt anyway.

I've learned to take a hit.

Time won't stop passing by.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Keep me close,

fade away,

could even gloat,

just take your pick.

Love me or hate me,

just leave me alone.

I don't want to hear the phone.

It's good to be alone.

 
 
 

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