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Seclusion
Trust? Me? Perish the thought!
I tried that once, dirts all I got.
Peace? Me? Nowhere to be found!
Fear, pain, sorrow, are all that abound.
Love? Me? No one would dare!
They all flee from me, not one left to care.
Hope? Me? What is the use?
All that it leaves is internal abuse.
No matter the struggle, I remain obtuse.
All that's left for me, is to remain a recluse.
I tried that once, dirts all I got.
Peace? Me? Nowhere to be found!
Fear, pain, sorrow, are all that abound.
Love? Me? No one would dare!
They all flee from me, not one left to care.
Hope? Me? What is the use?
All that it leaves is internal abuse.
No matter the struggle, I remain obtuse.
All that's left for me, is to remain a recluse.
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