I keep thinking 
We are on the same side
Me and love, everytime
Yet 
I discover otherwise, everytime 
Doesn't matter whose heart was used 
By love, to touch and destroy me
Love is the one thing 
I am capable of giving so well 
Yet
It comes back to me as a chalice from hell
The one I need to sip from everyday 
Hoping I buid resistance to the pain
But every time I take a break from drinking 
It comes back stronger in the next sip
To haunt me again, but to leave me alive
Like I have to get used to,
How in this one lifetime
Love can destroy me, in multiple.
-hope I didn't miss the sip today
Al
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	Alan R (Pseudonym) (
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