Why do we always hurt the ones we love?
Why do we take the ones close to us for granted?
Why is it that we can't be happy with ourselves?
Why do we always say the things we don't mean?
Why can't we tell others how we really feel?
Why can't we all be at peace?
Well, I guess the world is not perfect.
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The Open Canvas [Poetry]
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