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the cycle

your tears fall,
down to the floor,
and you feel broken and hollow.
you summon the courage to wake up every morning,
with a mask over your emotions.
you take the pain medicine,
and become numb.
Until the day you find the one.
The one who makes the pain go away,
and makes you feel golden.
But then they leave you,
to drown in your misery, yet again.
and the cycle repeats,
again and again.