Love
Love is just another cause for sorrow
Leaves you like an empty well
Needing to be filled up
But, instead you are devoid of all joy and happiness
Overwhelmed of feelings of lonliness
You cynical because you are utterly alone
At this table set for one
For now you are in my cistern of apathy
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