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A Poem by Ana Clara

I've always been the one waiting
I've always been the one chasing
I've always been the one crying
I've always been the one denying

Will I ever be the loved one?
You said "I love you", but I can't feel none
none of this love, cause love carries respect
and what is this love that you always neglect?

Always on expect
thinking that could affect
how I nurture, how I care and how I connect
with others, especially with you
I need closure, I need maintenance, I need the truth