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love punishes me with a broken promise,

i swallow hard, her blunt response given,

i understand.

i make comfortable, my bed

all day, unkempt,

i lie there, pondering odd

feelings, how often

my hopes have been dashed,

i always come up, with empty hands

but succumb to my heart, that finds the will

to want again,

she's fearless, like that.

i close my eyes, and sift through

the silence,

thoughts grip me, to face the fact

that some things, just need felt

morose, with my sadness,

no comfort can be found

in the sky blue, cloud soft blanket

i'm covered with,

i feel so alone,

unsettled.