Lover’s Way Pt-2

In lonely times,
and soft relapse,
I chose my fate,
a lover’s way.

Past conscious recall,
in loving detail,
I found love at my door,
but pain on my walls.

I scribble for success,
and toil away my days,
in work and love,
I find a test.

In working for who’s sake?
I’m never quite sure,
A risk I take,
over lonely sets.

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