Pain and love are strange things to me. One of them gets inside and eats at you until you break down in tears. The other just hurts. But good luck figuring out which one is which.
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Pain and love
Pain and love are strange things to me. One of them gets inside and eats at you until you break down in tears. The other just hurts. But good luck figuring out which one is which.
