'm always alone. Only when I eat. Only when I sleep. Alone in pain. And only joy. Alone in my thoughts. Alone in the city that is preparing to welcome Christmas. Only aping another me. I'll never be too pure? Why such contempt for me? I am looking for someone to give me comfort. But I can not find anyone. It's my fault? Maybe it's my fault. I wish she was here. And I wish I humiliated. I wish there were some attempts. I would love. I desperately need love. One love sincere. I have not.
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