The cost of repression

Closed doors and sealed off mind
Emotional repression, a heart of callous stone
To avoid the hazardous ground of romantic mines
That lingering under foot, threaten shattering pain

A curse?
A gift?

A classification made void
By the tears of joy lost
The tears of pain that I avoid

Over the passing of lonely time
That scars the hours lost to vengeance and wrath
Owed to failed love

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