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Sun, 12/08/2013 - 16:58 -- Aradhel

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There's little to say

about man and his many ways.

About how happiness and hurt

can be the same.

How a 'I love you' and

'I thought you loved me'

could be twisted in meaning

it shakes up your very being.

What do you do?

A threat to take their breath away

to make you sick inside

and no ones listens

no one cares.

They've done it before

It doesnt matter

It wont happen.

But then, at the end

It does.

repeat.

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