taking stock of how things have settled on the scales/I wonder if I ever wagered to win/warning rang loud and true /at the onset of this /mad infatuation/with you/yet I limped forward/blows from all sides/warning of my impending death/in that final ringing round/still I found/ reasons to stick around/…and now chronicling my passage through tunnels/each step telling of the dearth of that once wildly burning feeling…/I see now that that was all it was…/fleeting feeling/missing the depth that makes the seas/the everlasting force they were made to be/from the foundation of our world/our foundation weak at its inception/has transformed what seemed then to be../a grand edifice /salute to our conjoined hearts/into a crumbled heap/forever mocking/our now obvious stupidity/my personal culpability/I send an apology to my heart/oh my heart! How I have wounded thee….yet again.
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