This love won't die
though I've tried
to slaughter it
to turn off its light
such a stubborn star
I've lost my mind
time and time again
I see people laugh at pain
how can I not?
I am a ruled plebeian
quick to obey
This love won't die
it'll kill me instead
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
