Give

“Dead again,” my heart sings.
My throat clogged with the food given to me.
Why eat? Why lie awake? Why live? Give me a reason to even live!
Give me a reason to ever give! Give me a reason to love again,
if we are all just fools? Why do it than? Why give my love away, a fool, again?

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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