Love has Pain

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You look down upon me,
as I stand ready
to aquatint your every command.
Is that all I am to you?
A slave?

As others come around,
It seems as though you care.
Ha! What a joke!
As soon as we are out of sight
to no longer be heard,
The pain labor is back.

I have no anger,
but I do have sadness.
Locked inside my bottle,
I show no fear,
no sadness or sorrow.

Through all the pain,
the hectic life bestowed upon me,
all the tears when that bottle fills and blows
I still love you.
Why?





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