Hell-bent to perpetuate the pain. Every token of well intent, spent on the same ****** thing. Earth drawn to earth. Fire to fire. Lovers to lovers. Liars to liars. Passionate about this remiss sentiment. Lament, yet continue all the same. Ubiquitous, illusory cog grinding along. Encore after encore, following the swan song. End it in anger, continue it with love; The failure will always fit like a glove.