Poor

To love

is to die,

with a strip

of your soul

melting into 

your inner

desires.

To find another,

returning the burn

that floods their

heart too,

is the unlikely,

though honest truth

but to find

one reason,

one glimmer of

hope

is enough 

to save us all,

from what we fear

we know the most.

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