rights, wrongs, lefts, whatever

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I hold on with desperation to a fear
They will be right one day
About how

I do not deserve love
Trauma is only in my head
I am the reason people leave
Nobody really wants me around
I could never be a part of a family

I am not even real

Locked down by one word or another
Coming from whoever once said

They love me

Curating a trigger to fall back onto
Every time anything goes wrong
In case they were right

Because I don't want to look stupid
If I'm right
And
It turns out
I love happily ever after

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