“The more you care, the more it hurts” -Anonymous
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To feel sorrow:
Is like a stream.
To wallow in sadness,
The water running thick like tears.
A willow tree.
Bubbling, rising steam:
The rocky fires of frustration,
Caused by lies and accusation.
At the peak of loneliness:
Desolate and cold,
Isolated, away, blustering cold,
Teeth chattering, an only comfort,
From rocky relationships.