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The loneliest hour is the one Where I sit Alone In my room With my cat While the vestiges of a former life, the people loved and they who gave love, sit together in one room and laugh Laugh till tears come out Smile till it hurts Play And joke And love And laugh and smile And I sit at home knowing I cannot be a part of it I am the pariah If ever there was one Condemned to an existence Laughter free and lonely Not given the chance to prove That I could be so good You'd be amazed I can smile and laugh And I can even make others smile and laugh Till we are all so happy our tummies hurt from laughing I can even not sweat the small stuff -- Or the big stuff -- But you won't ever know No, you don't want to know. And so you exile me to the land of the lonely And make me suffer undeserved I toil away What am I supposed to do Alone in my room Knowing what else occurs under this same night sky The best distractions cannot last for long The best techniques are no good For I am alone, in my room Missing out on a life my former self would have had This, everyone knows, is undeserved

"For Your Own Good," Crosstheborderline

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What Did I do to you To deserve your hatred? And don't say you don't dislike me because what is dislike if not disapproving of fundamental aspects of my personality and not wanting me within a certain mile radius of your presence. Tell me what I did, what I am, If not so I can fix it, At least so I can know. And don't say you don't hate me, because what is hate if not the absence of love, of like, in the face of knowing someone? What Did I Do? I'll always wonder and you'll never tell me because to tell me would be to talk to me and to talk to me would be to acknowledge my existence. How am I the antagonist, When you are So Cruel? I almost want to know that you feel cruel That you feel Bad Guilty Wrong Regretful Hurtful Mean I tell myself just knowing would be enough, And maybe it would, Because if you YOU'RE the villain, that makes me The hero of this story.

"Vitriol, Sufficiently Spewed," Crosstheborderline

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The quiet are the most content, but I've got cause for complaint. And though I crave the calm, It crushes my creativity. If I cannot - could not - cry, The closest I can come is write. My pen leaking liquid like tears, I let life free on loose leaf. Loss and love are a lot to labor over, And I am loathe to let it go. Let the lonely live in words, And look like you are listening.

"Spoil a Page," Crosstheborderline

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