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Wounded souls wander in search of wounded hearts. To fix them; as if they both aren't broken. Every hiss of pain masked by the illusion of love. They say love doesn't hurt, I say perhaps it does but you run away every time before it can. You see, love isn't so easy. It tears you apart and then builds you up. It pulls you down but also uplifts you. It leaves you with scars but gives you a healer. Skin to skin; Blood to blood; Soul to soul; We are one. What is love if not insanity?
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