The past left me broken.

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I'm not lonely,

I'm lonely of the past,

The past me,

Happiness I used to embrace,

Lost now,

Is the immuture thrill,

That came with such medicore things,

I look back,

And think and pnder,

What happened to me?

How come it all changed?

And I realise that was life,

Sinking in,

The childhood ignorance,

Getting washed away,

Tear by tear,

Scream by scream,

Heartbreak by heartbreak.

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