I love embracing the pain and sorrow.
With close folks thinking I am shallow.
A split persona, running from my shadow.
Denying the peace, and finding pain as a relief.
Many religions, but none could change my belief.
I don't hate love, I only see it as a fatal attraction.
The common denominator is pain.
A sentiment I fell for, to keep me sane.
A constant reminder that I am a total sucker for pain.
My roof in the pouring rain, a perfect partner as I change.
Nothing is promised, as life is not all about deep purses and small change.
A sour effect that keeps my target in range.
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