Why can't I.
Finish anything.
That I.
Start.
Something must be wrong with me...

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Falling in love.
With You.
Day by day.
Night after night.
Has been.
A beautiful experience...
I thank you.
Tonight.
For saving me.
Yours.



Always...

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My leg is asleep.
Uncomfortable yet insignificant.
Numbing yet irrelevant.
Ringing off its hook.
With no one to answer it…
My leg is asleep.
Someone wake it up.
Please.

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Pleasure wins every time.
Over work.
Over health.
Over focus...
But if pleasure bad.
Why feel so good?

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My ambition.
Is handicapped.
By my ability.
To stay awake.

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So much is lost in translation.
From the brain.
To the lips.
Into someone else's consciousness.
So much is lost.
In transit.
From one soul to another.

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Ah yes.
We meet again.
How quaint.
And insipid.
To meet here.
In my Mind.
Yet again.

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What are we.
If not slaves.
To our addictions?
We are only human.
And nothing more...

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My deepest condolences.
I had no idea.
Your soul had died.
Had I known.
I would’ve never offered you mine.

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Why do the prettiest roses.
Have the sharpest thorns.

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