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Reprobate heart
It seems like I am all alone
trapped in the whirlpool of my mind
Nobody cares though
I am too accustomed to this empty feeling
Wishing just once somebody would tell me they love me...
and mean it
My heart has congealed
I hate people
I hate their words
I hate their laughter
I just want to be left alone
give me a pen and I will kiss the world goodbye
even if only for a little while
time to heal my reprobate heart
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so After the insults I write my pain It makes me feel better