such the loser. living for others until they leave. so i am left with this heart that bleeds. playing my pain away on broken reeds. sit under the waterfall while my water nymph sings. "no love for the unjusted". so even her could i be left for lust with. to feel so "perfect" the written word is worthless. with my alias insigniated on the word's list. creativity i am encouraged it. loving for lust i am cursed with it. cycle of failedsuccess i am birthed within. life is my overpossessive possession. but to it i pose this question. [The Three "L" Theory]-full of "pleasant overthinking"
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