uncertainty is a form of torture

I once professed

confusion my worst

enemy for the

 

manner in

which she ripped my heart in

shreds and spread them out in

the vacancies of my

chest but it

 

appears she

has decided upon a

new favorite form of

torture for all I can say

now is

 

there is a

ground and I cannot

feel it.

 

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