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May 2014
I believe you
but it hurts because i try so hard to
i trust you, i love you
but my soul unfortunately has always been infatuated with pain
hurt has found me,
time and time again.
never in my most excruciating nightmares, have you been the cause
i have yet to learn,
how to put the thoughts on pause.
but there is no way to easily stop
the hurt I've again come across, the bitterness that is now inside of you.
if you had the chance, would you still-
grab my hand, or love me, not only depending on our goodwill?
kiss me, to the day you no longer love me, just until?
if, come a day, you no longer love me...
please do not run with me to a place only we know.
but if we have the chance we can-
leave the bad things behind.
lets go to a place,
they'll never find,
a place where the evil is blind.
grace
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and ---
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