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I cover my chest.
Hoping to cover the sound of my heartbeat.

Love makes me too weak.
It makes me vulnerable.
Love is not my best friend.
It’s not even friendly to me.

I refuse to let anyone get close.
I know, that’s not healthy.
But, I rather experience the pain alone.
I don’t want to love to be hurt later on.
Am I wrong?

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