The lonely stair that leads to absolutely nowhere and yet manages to lead everywhere.
An endless list of possibilities and each one is a s possible as the next
Leading to the darkest light that was ever imaginable, too bright to see the way.
The pleasurely pain that is hate, yet welcomed, bringing me down to reality.
The motionless heartbeat, immobile without you, yet it cannot work with you.
The sorrowless pity that I can feel, radiating off of you inner soul.
The loving hatred shared between us is clearly marked on our blank faces
And my feeling for you will be evident for never ever after.
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