Armour
Desperate, aching, sick and back-breaking,
The effort of loving you drives me insane.
Horrible, fight it, damned unrequited,
But you are my muse amidst the mundane.
Careful, controlled, desire untold,
Prickles the seams of this frozen facade.
Catching, cascading, indifference failing,
My armour will fall and I'll break twice as hard.
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