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love and pandemic

The fear of loving

The fear to be loved

Knowing that I’m incapable of trusting

And that I’d hurt anyone that tries to love me

It’s not my fault

I don’t chose this

But to be honest my life hasn’t been a total bliss

There’s a lot I’m going to miss

But I’d rather not try

The next heartbreak might just ruin me

I’m damaged already

But there’s a limit that I can take

My heart is broken

It’s not my fault that I doubt everything that comes my way

it’s not just something that someone could come to take away

My heart is broken

Just as glass when shattered cannot be put together

I really can’t be there for anyone

Because I’m just as broken

My head goes numb thinking of how much of pain it took

You’d know the feeling if you’ve ever been punched in the head multiple times

These are hard times

But I’d take these times over that time

I’d rather be stuck in my house during a pandemic.

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