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You saw my eyes light up around you, yet you made them fill with tears. The bond between our hearts only gives us pain.

If stardust was made of shadows, and fire was made of rain; it would make more sense than what we tried to create for ourselves. 

But the confusion is unending and the strings seem to go on forever. Knotting and snapping and leaving me just as lost as when I began.

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