Lost Love He was here, Then he left. Days passed, Every time he'd come near me, I'd reach out to him to feel free. All he wanted was to hide from me. He apologized and left me there, tears and pain on my face, filled with disgust at all male race. Even though he set me free, why do I feel like a monstrosity?
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