Why did this have to happen?
We grew up believing that love always won.
But in the end the only thing that won was the pain.
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PoetryThere is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be...
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Why did this have to happen?
We grew up believing that love always won.
But in the end the only thing that won was the pain.
