You hate me for a reason unknown, Unto hateful eyes you do glare, And curses you do throw, And bear bone you never share. Torment you keep to yourself, Unwilling to leave that burden, Never with any help, So you go on with your internal hurting. That light of yours will go out soon, That is why I am crying, To see you destroy yourself, Instead of your past time flying. You will upon the desert, Alone on the sand, Allowing your only companion, Your unending hurt. But if you ever need a friend, There will be on here, Following you till the end of time, With merry and cheer.Birth sign: Libra
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