Erosion of Love (Part 2)

...Fastened to this Ivory Spine of Depression, it is My Subject of Dispute to Incinerate these Bones to Ash, to End these Highly Explosive Bolts of Despair, this Inflamed Suppurating Swelling of Pain agitated within like Boiling Water... Life seems to be its very Vessel, the Tank attached to the Flames of Devilish Grief... Remove this Virus Storm, I beg, I Plead... Destroy this Hurt in an Intensive Burning... I fail Dismally in Expressing this Disapproval and Contempt I touch upon within this Corrosion, this Erosion of Love, this Sense of Oneness...

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. sadly, i know this place very well ... and you describe it brilliantly ... there'll be relief ... it won't be an uplifting one to begin with but i do hope that eventually it will be an uplifting one ... i do hope that there are better days ahead ...