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'Like' is just word, from a mutual perspective. 'Love' is instead, a feeling Incomprehensible at times. At times, We feel that love should never happen As it leads us down The wretched hallway of pain. True happiness lies in the correct doors we unlock. For those who are scarred, Afraid, Demoralised, Anguished at the past, Not daring to take the steps. Looking back at the past, Mostly regretful Totally. Then comes the pain,confusion, like the twisting mealstorm it swirls.
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:19 AM UTC
Love pains.
'Like' is just word, from a mutual perspective. 'Love' is instead, a feeling Incomprehensible at times. At times, We feel that love should never happen As it leads us down The wretched hallway of pain. True happiness lies in the correct doors we unlock. For those who are scarred, Afraid, Demoralised, Anguished at the past, Not daring to take the steps. Looking back at the past, Mostly regretful Totally. Then comes the pain,confusion, like the twisting mealstorm it swirls.
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:19 AM UTC
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