some days I wish I wouldn't know this,
I pretend I didn't notice,
become forgetful to the bone.
but shall i bare the tough thought of you
enduring suffering alone?
I'd read it's never a solution -
to fully worship a desire of a worm.
i'd set my heating heart on fire
to keep you warm.
arkham
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