Maybes and Pains

Maybe if I cut my heart out that I may not feel

I will breathe again.

Feeling is pain, loving is pain,

Breathing, each moment spent dwelling on you

Is sweet pain.

This is a pain that will kill me.

Better I kill myself.

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