July 31, 2012
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Oh tortured soul,
Why must you suffer so?
This emotion, it rips open my veins,
Pouring out my blood,
That courses through my torn heart,
Love, why must you consume me?
This torturous emotion, why must it be,
So abrasively
My undoing?

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