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Her lonely heart cries out for love, beating slower with every broken memory. She searches desperately for something to hold onto, so afraid of being alone forever. she spends her nights dreaming of an imaginary love that only exists in the depths of her sleep. half of her life waisted, just searching, dreaming and wishing someone would hold onto her. she is to blinded by her wishes and fantasies to see that there is more to life and that there are people who love her, but to her their love is not good enough so she pushes all of them away and breaks their hearts by refusing to love and be loved by them, she wants something more, something better. now even more lonely she craves the love that she pushed away. now she cries inside where she lays there all alone. . .