Chapter seven

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Subjectivity

I don't believe
Judging by my past
Relationships aren't meant to be
I don't believe in trust
When all have been shown it's lust

The ice walls around my heart
I'm afraid will break apart
I have carefully crafted my barricade
So that no one will corrupt the hear I have made


I don't believe in so called love
Or destiny sent from above
I just know how to push away
Not to take in, listen to what they  say
I'm programmed to make mistakes

I don't have what "love "takes
"Love is bitter, but promise to be sweet
It drains your energy and deprives you of sleep

Cat and mouse is the game
With only desire to blame
I swear I'm better of alone
With my heart chilling me to the bone
I don't believe in "love ",this may be what I lack
Because my past has stained my perception black

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