Oh! But to ravage, never to ease
In sudden surges, this wretched disease
The haunting memories rile my peace
Cemented and entrenched, is your soulful absence
In the parthogenesis of my pain and love
I have birthed countless torments, nursed them
Helped by your ever-present aversions
Of my reaching out, for words or sight
Then again, there is not you to blame
Even at it, you cannot be acquired
For in moments where I seek a release
I have become you, in your craving
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