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Fear of being alone


There was

More lust than love,

More tears than smiles, 

I never did no wrong , No sir not me

 But he didn't care. 

"Look at that fine girl walking" he said .

"Come here bitch" 

There were

More silence than words

More fear than enjoyment 

It hurt. 

There is 

More denial than acceptance 

More lies than truths

More of a "fear of being alone"

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