My hamartia

Wouldn’t it have been better if our heart was made of rock?

Maybe then I would be nescient of this pain I am suffering from.

Wouldn’t it have been better if our soul was frozen?

From all this suffering, it wouldn’t have been tired and sullen.

Wouldn’t it have been better if our mind was like wind?

It wouldn’t have you in there goofing around on repeat.

Wouldn’t it have been nice if I hadn’t met you?

I might not have died and ripped into pieces; and would have been shining anew…

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