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Kingdom For A Horse

I think the worst part of feelings
Is that you can never lower your guard
For even from miles away from the man
I can be stricken with thoughts
That don't belong in my orderly mind.
I find myself longing for the desolate days
When nothing could pierce through
The veil of indifference I carried.
The numbness weighed heavily
But is certainly easier to bear
Over this mass of nerves and entanglements
Of the besotted mind.
Yes, besotted, like a lovesick little puppy
Who doesn't know any better.
But I do know better,
And I'm sure, this too shall pass.
For all the melodrama in those four letters,
Love is but merely a hallucination
Of a chemically addled mind
High on hormones of its own device.

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