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The isolated girl I am
doesn't welcome you
into her life so you can steal
her dignity and due.

Averse to blame you falsely, yet
averse to share my soul,
the one thing I have left after
the self-esteem you stole.

To argue comes to nothing,
to trust still nothing more
than to have salt rubbed in my wound
and sand rubbed in my sore...

So ne'er will I acknowledge you
-don't judge before you see-
rejection for rejection
is fair revenge for me.