She loved him with agony
Sweet agony
The kind that escalated to ecstacy and then 180'd its way back to the pain
She knew that getting through the blows would eventually bring her again
To that place...where she can recognize his face
She suffered the lies to convince herself that tragedy was romantic
That knowing anguish was the only way to appreciate ecstatic
Foolish heart drowning in tears
Completely unaware
That the high it so eagerly seeked
Was way beyond her sinking reach
So sank she did and that heart once certain of its path
Lost the vision of tomorrow by the weight of her past
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nice piece.
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