Intoxicated

Sads
Sads
Nov 4 · 1 min read
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Love said to stop pining

Love wanted to soothe my pain

Love wanted me to heal

Yet here I am

I pine

I hurt

But not for love

For misery

My own comfort

The pain I relish

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    Sads

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