Love.

are you really?
are you the pain,
that runs through my veins?


are you really?
are you the enemy
that awaits?


why am I?
why am I so weak,
that I feel like a freak.


why do I?
why do I seek,
that which I should never see.
that which I should never know.
that which I should never touch.
that which... breaks me so much.

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