Pain
Oh how I hate thee
I say I don’t
But I think I do
It makes me feel so departed
Pain
Oh how I love thee
I say I don’t
But I think I do
It makes me feel so alive
Pain
Oh how I need thee
I say I don’t
But I think I do
It makes me feel so receptive
Pain
Oh how I want thee
I say I don’t
But I think I do
It makes me feel so complete
Pain
Oh how you create thee
I say you don’t
But I think you do
You make me feel like I can see
Monday, March 30, 2009
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