I have no wit, no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed too much for hopes or fears.
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
this from Christina Rosetti's poem
how true ...
and - to my great dismay - i have learnt the same lesson over again
never let anyone into your heart or they will slowly torment you out of you
rip your soul out and mangle it till there is no more left than a tiny square of dry paper.
how many times can i learn the same thing?
and how many times open up and trust?
this is a vicious circle - how do i get off this rollercoaster?
love is a killer
it's gonna make you wish you were dead
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