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What would you do? If I said I was in pain. What would you do? If I said I didn't know. What would you do? If I said I was dying. Because I do have a clue as to what I would do if you told me anything

I find myself, Asking, Wondering, Why do the nice finish last? Then I cracked it, We finish last, Because we don't need A first place reward, When kindness is the greatest reward.

Fall the Apple does, Roll from the highest hill top, To be enjoyed soon.

Falling fast but gentle, The storm with its darkening, Soon brings a great peace.

Gentle does the leaf fall, Dancing and weak as it lands, Unable to fight change

Harsh is the winter, Bare is the trees and snow fall, Melts as the sun peaks

Soft is the summer with its hot weather and winds but it does not last

I will always be in love with the things I can not have. The aesthetic of denial, the art of addiction. The inner monologue "It's all okay." To slice your own tongue with a razor's edge Break your own silence with wit Humor Alas, she looks at you lovingly With malice in her heart But her blink reminding you to breathe With her you'll never come down This high was never high enough This low was never low enough Never break She has you Even though she will use you, abuse you You love it Your mess Her test And she'll end you Cause you've already failed They say addiction is a cruel mistress But they don't even know the half of it No b