15. LOSS

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LOSS

The chasm that delves deep inside
Permits the tears I consistently cried
Creates the need to be whole again
The fact that I possibly can't win

As sudden as a big bang
The unsettling nature in my heart the void hang
Caving in all that held support
Winning the case reason and love held in court

Like a blackhole on the inside it sucks
Like every petal on a rose it withers as it plucks
Gives the illusion of slomo implosion
Or even a more systematic metallic corrosion

Magnitude varied on sentiment
Direction veering off of commitment
The larger the loss the less there is to gain
But pain pain and more pain

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