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Feb 16
At some point, you have to realize
Some people stay in your heart
But can't stay in your life
Such is how live works
Love, a fickle mistress
Love, hate, one cannot exist with out the other.
For to love, one must hate
To hate, one must have loved
To love, is to set yourself up to fall
To fall in such a way, you may never get up
For see? You fall in love, and it's a trap you never escape
This year's Valentine's was brutal, let's leave it at that.
Written by
Chris  16/M/Cleveland TN
(16/M/Cleveland TN)   
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