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Alone


what is it to be alone?

to be with others is truely bliss

I enjoy the company of friends

entertaining my family 

because it forces me out of this state of being

that could have consumed me otherwise 

 

although i like being alone 

i dont trust myself not to give up

to stop thinking

to forget the hurt 

and get rid of the pain, thinking

why be alive if it hurts to live 

 

so being alone, as great as it seems 

makes me feel dead 

not alive. 

if being with others can stop the pain 

even if the pain stopping is truely fake 

then not being alone is one of a kind

and being alone, well, it's not favorite of mine.

 

 

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