They say everybody hurts sometimes,
and I wonder if that's true.
They say “everybody love everybody.”
Once a day, I think of you.
They say that if it's real,
It's like getting hit by lightning.
They say no one wants to be alone,
But it's better for my writing.
I've been told that to be human
Is to always know desire–
Just one more reason to wonder
If I'm secretly a monster.
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