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love

Lonely, a lost and weary soul
Unlovable to say the least,
Yet I let myself believe,  oh no!
In love, that most foul beast!
It always rips out my heart
And shreds me into scattered pieces.
I should have seen from the start 
What so-called love unleashes.


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