lovelorn
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Unwanted "love"...
Sent NOT from above.
My soul craves it not...
Once on its lap I did rot.
Now I can see its face...
Before I see disgrace...
For as long as the illusion vies...
Once again I long for a view into someone else's mind
I wish to see your thoughts and feelings
and how you feel about me.
Is that hate in your eyes?
No, you don't hate,
Just strongly dislike.
