Maybe if I sit here long enough
Something might happen.
Maybe I can figure a way out,
Out of this trap I'm in.
Will life always be this confusing,
Of course, what else would be so amusing?
Just don't make me decide,
I hate choosing.
I haven't yet recovered,
From her last bruising.
So.....what's the deal?
Will this wound on my heart
Ever heal?
I want to live again,
I want to feel.
I want to know that this life
Is real

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blind is love
dark is light
lost is found
trash is treasure