Wound so deep,
It bleeds grieve ,
Faking is what I see ,
Untruthful to ourselves we are ,
Love is in the past ,
As a part of our past ,
Left are only memories ,
Only to be sank deep in our ego
Hatred has taken over ,
Turning us all aboard
Loneliness’ is true
Forever and ever
By : Maxime Nath
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