You are the pain that sore,
but so pure you are my only cure.

That smile of yours makes me weak,
It also gives me strength every time I am sick.

You are the missing piece I have been searching my whole life,
But you kept something in your archive which is why I am always not right.

The night was so silent,
I woke in the morning feeling so violent.

When I said I didn’t get much sleep, what I actually meant is,
I wish today has peace, even a little bit.

You are the one I wanted all along,
You are also the one who keep telling me to be gone.

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