They do terrible things to you
Cruelly disillusion you
Disturb your sanity
Make you remember
The mediocrity of your existence
And sometimes you wonder
If your life is as despicable as that
They end mostly in tragedies
Someone or the other dying,
Leaving, falling apart
But you love them nonetheless
Even when they make you cry
You weep for them
For yourself
Because in their misfortune
You find a way to end yours differently.
Cruelly disillusion you
Disturb your sanity
Make you remember
The mediocrity of your existence
And sometimes you wonder
If your life is as despicable as that
They end mostly in tragedies
Someone or the other dying,
Leaving, falling apart
But you love them nonetheless
Even when they make you cry
You weep for them
For yourself
Because in their misfortune
You find a way to end yours differently.
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