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A love like this isn't a love to miss I visit my memories of happiness Of Bliss In my head Painted fiction drowns out my vision. The realization that ... This isn't Love Attachment at best I fear I fear my dear , our love is but a game .. a shame We hurt each other to feel love  we create to blind our pain..
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Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 9:23 PM UTC
PAIN IS LOVE & PAINT DISSOLVES
A love like this isn't a love to miss I visit my memories of happiness Of Bliss In my head Painted fiction drowns out my vision. The realization that ... This isn't Love Attachment at best I fear I fear my dear , our love is but a game .. a shame We hurt each other to feel love  we create to blind our pain..
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Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 9:23 PM UTC
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