When you lose so much that the fear to lose fades,
You become alone with no one to aide,
Relations becomes nothing but shades,
The pain is unbearable can only be matched by a
slicing blade.
Fear of new and juvenile relations,
Solitude becomes the best station,
Caution and self-doubt is the regulation,
Shielding own self in further obligations.
You become a family of one,
Yourself as there is none,
Cold becomes like the hot sun,
You can always feel it burn.
I have experienced this,
From bliss to miss,
To the abyss,
It shouldn’t be same now that I have tasted your
kiss.
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