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Pleasure turns to the pain of the lessons learned from the strain, of the questions burned in my brain.About whether love is humane in its touch.These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit. Fighting the current that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions. Chaotic because the anchor of Eros' arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation.Seperation not as simple as the distance between us.My mind no longer possessed by the demons that have been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies. The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they have cracked the foundation of what we once shared.Allowing the faith in us i had sealed inside to gush out like a river.Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts As violently, and as brutally, As if it were a child being taken from his mothers arms. I am left surrounded by darkness,But I refuse to be swallowed by it . My loneliness like the night air. Invisible to the eye,obvious to the touch in its cold uncomfortableness Yet if I could do it all over again,I'd do it in the same skin im in. To lay down and let love die, just lay down and let lie. No,no not I. I'd stay 'round and let love fly Even though I have seen it s darkest form, deceit Nothing else could taste this warm or feel this sweet