the things that used to hurt
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you're crying ... you thought love "forever"
this puzzle ... it fits not together
so none can save your soul but i ?
forgive me, may i ask you why ?
for why love you ? ... ‘tis suicide
of hope, of joy, of faith and pride
you did not to me goodness bring
but rather, caged me like some thing
love did not soar, as eagles high
instead i fought it. begged it ... die
you love me not ... your passion thrives
through things that have much darker lives
my own, its' face appears to be
more sinister than i know "me"
calling love its' name, this lie
is feeding “us”, and starving ”i”
know this, he that goodness forgot
this thing you dared call love is not
beholden am i not to thee
but sadly, to some lack in me