I find that since I had the mixed fortune to meet you
There's an ever-growing list of things I lack the will to do.
I have obligations, been guilted into things, and several friends to see,
But though you push my heart to race pace, you also suck the life from me.
You're major depression beautifully gift-wrapped, with a perfect bow on top.
You've got my brain on redline but my body's line is stop.
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