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I had expected it, this loneliness.
I knew, no one cares.
I am used to this, the sadness.
But I will hate it, forever.

Who would want to be with you?
You're empty.
Who would love you?
You are unable to give to others.
Who would even notice you?
You are always silent.

Y O U    A R E    N O T H I N G,    A    L O S E R,    A    N O-O N E.