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Jun 2017
Love it seems.
Is finding that one tortured soul.
Who's frequency aligns with yours.
And although you see the pain others suffer.
You single out this one person as the one you want to save.
The one for whom you'd give your life if it meant that they would not have to suffer anymore.
And they in turn for you.
Thus cancelling out each others pain.
Only to exist through each others bliss.

Says one who is unsure as to whether or not he's ever been loved.
(sips whiskey, lights up cigarette, and curses the moon)
Written by
Jamison Bell
169
   Keith Wilson
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