The Feeling

The feeling of loneliness

is not a path I chose to walk.

The feeling of jealousy

is not one I requested for.

The feeling of love

is not one I ever wanted.

The feeling of sadness

is not one I forced upon myself.

The feeling of hated,

the feeling of death,

and the feeling of pain,

are all feelings

I never asked for.

Yet, they are here,

impossible to escape from.

The End

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