We

We read
We write
Without understanding our words
We live
We die
Without knowing of our future
We give
We receive
Without understanding why
We break
We fix
Without a goal in mind
We bend to the will of angels
But the devils hate breaks us
We set our goal in stone
But we start to mine
We greet each other with open arms
But gain apathy for each other
We played
We danced
After we fought
We kissed
We made love
After the beatings
We had fun
But when all is set and done
Our feelings took the pain

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