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letter to my loves

I'm sorry I was loved different
Coz it made me treat you so
I was raised in bitterness and pain
Yet you flourish in love and adoration
I was used to cold stares and random beatings
You got all the loving and affection
I just prayed to get through the day
You were eager for tomorrow
I yearned to be noticed
Our house was your personal opera
I clinged on to the faintest good memories
You couldn't choose your best day ever
I wished to disappear within myself
You never worried about who you are
Yet here we are
Two birds from the same nest
But we both swear it's different
We get to be in each other's lives
But we both live in different lifetimes
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