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Misery My Fate?

Chaotic thoughts whirl around in my head
perhaps you love me, you probably don't
confused feelings leave me wanting my bed
but I can't, I mustn't ask you, I wont
so do you love me, or do you hate?
it matters little, for misery is my fate.

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Yet another Jack with talent. Very well put, but misery need not be your fate. 18 and written yourself off already? tut tut 10 from Tai