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Happiness is just so expensive
Much too high's the cost
It is better to have never loved at all
Than to have ever loved and lost

Keep joy at arm's length
Don't let love too near
You wonder why I do this?
Getting hurt's my fear

Trying to remain secluded
Adoring the isolation
This is my best kept secret
The key to self preservation

Please just let me be
I want to stay alone
This is my dwelling of preference
Darkness is my home.



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