breakup love pain
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(Debris of empathy laced out to be scarcely a float
Ill gives what I can but your vital at times, vast despise
Statistically known for acting outrage on innocent folks
Or fatally linking yourself to death without knowing
What is love?
Love is pain
My soul is the clothes
And Love is the stain
Once you’re in love
You’ll never forget
That very special person
That you were once with
It comes and goes once and twice
Wake
Up,
You.
The sunlight was a bitter enemy
To eyes clenched shut against
Morning.
Every Morning.
