love is like a blank canvaswho will fill it with shades of pain?
love leaves me with a bleeding heart
repeatedly stabbed with many sharp blades
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love
love is like a blank canvaswho will fill it with shades of pain?
love leaves me with a bleeding heart
repeatedly stabbed with many sharp blades