Feeling sorry
for myself.
Don’t seem to care
about anyone else.
Need to be
alone all the time.
Don’t think that
amounts to a crime.
Forgotten how to
love someone.
Don’t think that
can be undone.
Unloved
You're never too old to start again
The 50 year old poet 
‘Forgotten how to
love someone.
Don’t think that
can be undone.’
I can relate.
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