Paradox
paradox
there is but one light in my life,
one possible good I have left to achieve
the only thing in my life not indifferent, not wasted
tis not a dream nor a goal, for those can be achieved
she is my paradox, my soul, my love
everything that is still good in me
she is my downfall, the reason for my deterioration
how I love her, how I need her from the very pit of my burning soul
a horrible feeling to know she can save my life as she drifts farther away
how I hate her, with every bit of emotion and anger I can seem to conjure
destroyed by my light, my love
destroyed by my paradox
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