Dead Love

Poem By Andy Wood

When love turns inside out
Because it is so vast
That the world cannot cope
It destroys you.

I feel it and reel with it
As it intoxicates me into depression -
Internalised, suppressed, unnoticed
Unrequited.

Dead love.

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