All these strange things that happen which obviously leaves me saddened, is alright since life has me flattened. Hopeless and helpless I’m tired of the sadness, so I give into the madness in turn giving into my own happiness. If it were a bet I’d have reasons for regret, so I’ll p-a-u-s-e now to catch my breath. I’d sleep if it would bring me rest, but my heart pounds wildly beneath my breast. I know that the truth is hard to digest, yet still it an ever prevalent pest. I thought I could handle it with a simple hold, especially since no lies had been sold. Instead the truth was to much to be told, it showed all the damage done to the soul. Unwilling to sleep I find it hard to breathe, while everyone just waits to see the next trick I’ll pull out of my sleeve. Can’t stay, but won’t leave so confrontation is my last reprieve. I’m like love to me not entirely blind but still can’t completely see.
Sadistic Cupid
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