Paroxysm

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The days pass on anew ~

Generations will speak words believed to be wisdom

You know better

No more is kindness a way of life ~

Yet love still conquers all

I love you

Not for beauty ~

Beauty is camouflage

For me, you’re unqualified

Too much to handle ~

Maintenance?

No

Passion disqualifies ~

Therefore, always left in wanting

Perhaps you aren’t the one

Troubles whirl as thoughts sort ~

To no avail

What to do?

Alone contemplation not resolves ~

Yet,

I love you.

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