To love is to feel hollow
When it isn't given
In return
To the wannabe lover.
My heart
Is in perpetual pain
As I write
About what is in vain.
The Darkness is easier
Since The Light is...
...a Path of Resistance
But not to try is crazier
Than to walk
The Road of Perpetual Impatience
To The Tower of Wisdom.
So I want
What I can't have.
And I search
For what I crave.
Then I get
Needs disguised as Lessons.
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