The truth hurts,
make me happy.
Later in the day,
later in the night,
will you come?
No sound will testify,
no one is breathing
There is nothing more that I can do,
but go on living.
There is no cure to lonliness,
like a faithful right hand.
There is no choice but to go on,
There is no choice but to be.
Nothing takes the sting away,
like a new
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