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Jul 2023
I'm as loyal as the sun but always feel like the forgotten one.
It's like I'm last on the list, an afterthought trying to persist.
A disposable and temporary vapor, a second string choice saved for later.
I've felt this before strange and distant, It's isolating but the pattern is consisent.
Am I just creating a false narrative? Or will I always be the alternative?
Written by
Davianne  30/F/πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ
(30/F/πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ)   
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