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Worst Enemy

I been hurt...

Who hasn't?

Difference between my hurt
And yours

Is I welcome mine

The cuts, the sores

I cuddle closely

Hugging harm 

It comforts me

We're arm in arm.

I don't know Love

Minus its pain

Feel with my heart

Never my brain.
"Now, that's insane!"

They all tell me,

"Just walk away!"

They fail to see

This hell I'm in,

This jail I'm in,

Is me being me..

I can't pretend.

My Love is real

There is no switch

For off, just on..

Hurts like a bitch

But I can't change 

My DNA

It's in my blood 

To Love this way..

Of course, I'd Love

To be set free..

I might just 

Die

'Fore Love

Finds Me.

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