She is out there. She is slowly killing my soul. I turn to her for comfort. She does not love me. I would dare to say that she did not care. I am tired of losing. I am tired of settling. Tired of her sick sense of truth. I can not take this. I will not accept this. Kharma killing me. I can not reject this. Fences unseen only to be revealed after the fact. Just got to stay away from you. Should not be hard without you being around. This is the part I hate. I am letting go of this. Kharma.
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