As for an explanation—
to the lines under her eyes,
Black as they were,
she never wondered why
Maybe you need to look at him
And see you for yourself
the grief held together in one person
Who can love but not allowed;
Been given love but can't receive;
Thought free but never was
Until those sank in her head
and then came her sleepless nights
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Verses of the Lunatic
PoetryBeware, she does not have a clear head and a beating heart.