• These old wounds become open sores,
    that prolong the pain even more.
    Foolish lies cut in harder and deeper,
    as if to beckon and invite the reaper.
    I take him in gladly to cease the pain,
    to insure your happiness, but get sadness in vain.
    How do you keep the pain of love at a minimum,
    when it's one half remedy and the rest thick     black venom.....