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Feb 2013
Shall I love and lose myself within hate?
Is Venus glory meant to hurt this way?
Or am I just haunted by my own fate
That kills more and more of me with each day?

When I fell, I fell into harm as well.
Cannot escape nor will I ever embrace
This endless hate and rather go to hell!
And right there true happiness I will chase.

But for my chase all I got was this pain.
Caused by love I believed in and trusted.
But instead of happiness hate I’ll gain.
Everything now is gone and busted.

So for a blind eye I keep on living
While an honest soul will see me dying.
Written by
Cris R Costa
449
   Michael Pick
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