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The strain you provide
To my frontal lobe
Is just enough
I cannot bear
Repeats on repeat
The feedback loop
Is grating down my tolerance
I love that you're gone
But hate myself
For thinking cruel thoughts each
For thinking all this pain
For wanting you my signe
To fade away
