ferociously i clamored on.
Taken apart, exposed to the sun.
Like the horrendous beast, that lies within.
Angrily, unable to listen, even though it's heard!
Turning my back, no longer in tact,
Ready to pounce and destroy it, again.
The same is succumbed.
The relentless affection,
the disdain for imperfection.
Imperfectly, stoically, stagnantly, still.
Returning to the darkened space.
Screaming to let be gone, but the affection to remain.
Replaceable, doubtful.
It is I that is needed, it is the ego that succeeds it.
It's time to silence it, once more,
LOVE, what saves me from oneself.
LOVe, what forces me to reflect.
LOve, what is needed.
Love, me.
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