Loser

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(Minnie Assassin⬆⬆⬆)

My heart and soul;
I am damaged.
Jealousy, guilt?
Who is this being?
I am damaged.

I need help;
I need his help;
I am no one,
Just invisible.
I am damaged, a outcast.
End me now.
Spare me of the pain.

This poem belongs to me which I wrote two days ago. I hope everyone had a great Christmas. Comment what you got and your fav. Part about your Christmas, or not. Life is life. And this is just a poem, just like I'm just a nobody lost in the crowd. Adios. Till next time✌✌✌✌

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