And too much of a bother to you it surely is.
The matter you're so harsh upon, with no peace
Leaves me unchanged, only hating you all more.
For as I try to express what I only comprehend
You come and imagine to understand
What in this world unique can only be
I believe there's only one heart that can listen to me.
If only I could prevent this infatuate rage
Only to find that it will still age.
If only I knew what I was supposed to
If only I saw what was already true.
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