The worst disease of all. A rope is tied around my heart.
Endless looping of my mind. Round and round and round..
When does this torture end? A hopeless battle of my conscience against this demon.
Weakness, hope, anger, shame.. Looping and looping.. The needle broke. Desperation is no longer just a word.
Unreturned love, the worst disease of all.
Now I understand the men that went insane. I now know the pain.
2007-08-27
12:54:29
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