it is hard to be cursed to be a carrier of love, with no one to accept it. no one to recieve it and no one to give me the same. where does one place it?
a part from the fluffy enlightened advice of give it to your self. or the zen advice of let it go.
it needs a container, and that container needs to be an image and i wish it woudl be in a warm blooded woman...
what a lonely place to be.
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