I was thinking about a relationship and what I would feel if we broke up. This was more for a friend but now I think it does not make sense. What do you think?
You see me but how?
Does it makes a difference how I am?
How I acted towards you?
You left me.
I feel like an outcast
shunned from the world,
from your heart.
You left me feeling repulsed and rejected.
Know that afraid I am not.
We shared something,
you and I.
We both lived, loved and die.
An outcast I am now
Or do you disavow?
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