A Bullet to the Heart

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I don’t know why we fall in and out of love

Humans hoard their vulnerabilities until they forget how to feel 
We gorge on the sensitivities of those perceptible to our eye(s)
Acting as a kitchen sponge rather than a breathing being
There are those who can love 
There are those who can be loved
Some people greedily accept whatever they can get
While others try to hold onto anything attainable
Fake smiles, lies, darkened thoughts, and mind fucks
Each skill handed off in this game of manipulation
She stole his heart so now he must go steal one for himself
It’s a dog-eat-dog world in this ‘spiritual’ madness
As all of the lost lovers gather together on the firing line;
A bullet to the heart is surely the only way to kill one’s afflictions
I don’t know why we fall in and out of love
I am grateful for the feelings of love ❤
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