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Myths.

Everything ends but love

and there will always be

time enough

and if you love it

let it go

and there are things

it's better not to know.

Honesty lives in other

people's lies

and affection is visible

inside your lover's eyes

and if it doesn't ****

you you'll get stronger

and happiness comes if

you can hold on a little longer.

 

Myths we tell ourselves to

make it better because life

is fickle as summer weather.

 

I don't know if anything

is ever really true

but when I thought I'd die

I wanted every second I

have left to be spent with you.

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