How many times must my heart break?
How long will it take to repair the damage unwittingly inflicted by those I cherish?
Why do I even trust, that which I cannot intimately know, that which I cannot change.
I have been lost, so many times, and lost again will I be till the gaping hole in my heart is repaired.
I should not weep, but I cannot dry my eyes.
I should not fear for what is to come- but I shake in terror at the thought of loss.
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