Without pain,
There'd be weak hearts.
Without mistake,
There'd be no lesson.
Without regrets,
There'd be no thrill.
Without you,
There'd be no love.
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My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
Day 97
Without pain,
There'd be weak hearts.
Without mistake,
There'd be no lesson.
Without regrets,
There'd be no thrill.
Without you,
There'd be no love.
