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Emotion running through my veins

Pumping through my heart

If only I could be numb

Cold and so unfeeling

But I am cursed with love

If I could escape this broken heart of mine

Then maybe then I could even turn back the wheels of time

I curse my love, I curse my hate

How come they claim that love is great?

An nuiscance

Is what it is

And for letting my self feel

I am an Idiot