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It never stops, does it? The pain--the earth-shatt

It never stops, does it?
The pain--the earth-shattering pain,
Of loving. This Goliath iceberg--
Filling up my chest, with frozen hurt.
I thought it'd melt, soon enough.
One poem penned, a second one--
Until, I'm on to, nearly, a thousand;
And still, you're here--written,
In between my words, my phrases.
You've reserved all the pauses;
Making them yours--as they've all been.
"Goodbye," you said; yet, you're still here--
Bleeding into everything, I create;
Duping me into believing--what?
What, exactly, d'you want me to think?
Because--because, I'm still here;
Hanging on to I-don't-know-what.
Tell me, clearly. For, I'm still lost;
In this mind-breaking conundrum,
That we've become. Mind Rumbles.

#pain #confusion #yqbaba
It never stops, does it?
The pain--the earth-shattering pain,
Of loving. This Goliath iceberg--
Filling up my chest, with frozen hurt.
I thought it'd melt, soon enough.
One poem penned, a second one--
Until, I'm on to, nearly, a thousand;
And still, you're here--written,
In between my words, my phrases.
You've reserved all the pauses;
Making them yours--as they've all been.
"Goodbye," you said; yet, you're still here--
Bleeding into everything, I create;
Duping me into believing--what?
What, exactly, d'you want me to think?
Because--because, I'm still here;
Hanging on to I-don't-know-what.
Tell me, clearly. For, I'm still lost;
In this mind-breaking conundrum,
That we've become. Mind Rumbles.

#pain #confusion #yqbaba
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