This Pain
Alone in this bedis the worst place to be
when you feel you've lost the fight.
But then you see his face
and you think its all better.
When you get to that point
of an ecstatic state
it gets completely ripped away.
So you go to your bed
and just weep and weep
until you know you're scraped raw.
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