down low,
far too many times,
more despair in this life than I wish to know,
and here alone,
where my heart is not at home,
how much lower can I go,
because this heartache and this heartbreak,
it has been more disastrous to me,
and it has come upon me far too frequently,
and fate,
how cruel it is,
when it forces you to contemplate the meaning of life,
when there is no love in your life,
and loneliness it drives you insane,
when you only have love on the brain.

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