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May 2015
The thievery of love;
        is the theory of pain.
            Heartless by nature.
            Emotions holding --- the upper hand,
            heart controlling brain.
            As potent as any flavour;
            The bitter-sweet taste -- engrained.
            Lost without void.
            Beauty turned vain.
            Pieces of our heart lay slain.
            
      
  Pain is love; the difference -- insane.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Rapunzoll and Alina
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