Someone, with whom I can share.
A friend, who does care.
Together to laugh, a shoulder to cry.
For niggling nightmares to pass by.
Hoping for a family or friend.
An aspiring angel, on my end.
Where have I gone wrong.
Solely, I choose to stay strong.
They treat me like I never existed.
It’s me, only me who is affected.
~J George Thomas(aka Aebin Thomas)
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