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Pain is bearable, Grief is sufferable. Loneliness. . . Cannot be supplemented or eased. . . It is there and consumes. Consumes the joy, love, and peace within. I love, I feel, I can pretend I'm ok, I can act as if nothing is wrong. As if I don't care. But truly... I'm tired, restless. Amongst love, happiness, fulfillment between two hearts. I’ve been wringed dry. Dripped of the entity, love. . . Throughout dread, amongst life’s downward spiral Loneliness overwhelms. From loss, to sadness. . . Live I shall. Await love I will. Await I will. . .
Await I Will
Poem By Killionare
