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This is Why

 

This is why I prefer silence

Over the warmth of company.

I always get burned in the end,

The pain is crippling.

 

This is why I push them back

Instead of opening the door.

I believe their smiles, yet never fails

I always wish to feel no more.

 

This is why I cry at night

But you’re too asleep to hear

The anguish the pours out,

I am consumed by fear.

 

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