slave to the obvious

I give when i take

I sleep when i’m awake

i recieve nothing

i achieve something

 

my moronic heart starves

alas! love is a farce

created for gain

still inlove with the rain

 

my night pictures speak

in my mind is a leak

but my heart is too weak

my heart is too weak

 

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