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“` Beneath the weight of love’s asymmetry, In silence, I endure the ceaseless drain, For you, the one whose absence is my bane, Yet in your presence, I lose parts of me. The cost of passion’s toxic alchemy, Transforms my gain to loss, my pleasure, pain. Your love, a paradox I can’t explain, A binding spell, yet I yearn to be free.

In this vast void where love’s imbalance lies, Your presence, a tempest, leaves me bereft, A paradox, for when you’re near, I’m left With naught but echoes of your last goodbyes. The albatross of your love, heavy, ties Me down, yet in its absence, I’m adrift. Your affection’s cost, my spirit to sift, A toxic bond, my heartache amplifies.