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the aim of heartache
Exhaustion: the thought of your absence the thought of your return every piece of me patched together never completely whole the emptiness never completely cured the thought of you somewhere in my past lost forgotten buried in my insecurities where your heart dwells mine has been trampled ceaselessly where your voice echoes my mind has been abandoned countlessly where I have waited patiently you have never planted a seed of hope only illusions of your presence haunted me and now I wait no more I dream no more I seek no more a name: for heartache with no aim