Love Me Again

I know that loving so much
So recklessly and obsessively
Will destroy and utterly ruin me
Yet I still do it anyway
For I know no other passion
That is greater than this
I know no other form of pleasure
That can bring me such bliss
Now here I am sleepless and concerned
I loved with every possibility
Took every chance I was given
Only to become the many flowers
That rest on tombstone towers
I’m the other side of the story
That people ascribe no kind of glory
Perhaps you’ll pray for me
Perhaps you won’t
But one day my love will echo again
But at a different time
In a different place
With a different voice
And a different name

KJ āœšŸ¾šŸ“–šŸ‡°šŸ‡Ŗ

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