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May 2019
Why is it
That the people
Who love the hardest,
Hurt the most?

The natural contrast,
Such as a brother's love
For his younger sister;
Does it bare redeeming qualities?

If all of the love,
In our universe,
Suddenly seized to exist,
Would the hurt not stop?

Alas, this is but the perspective
Of a lover who cares too much.
Though, the perspective of the hurt;
Would they not write the books?
Pss.. I'm the hurt.
Written by
Kyle McAfee
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