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Love leads to pain. There is no way around it. People change or leave or die... ...and your soul’s throat feels slit. But even if love were a prison With this lethal injection as my destiny Should someone discover how to make it... ...I would still refuse the key.
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May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 10:01 AM UTC
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Love leads to pain. There is no way around it. People change or leave or die... ...and your soul’s throat feels slit. But even if love were a prison With this lethal injection as my destiny Should someone discover how to make it... ...I would still refuse the key.
This is a draft that I’m pretty sure I’m going to add to eventually. However, I kind of like this version of it so I thought I’d just go ahead and throw it out there. I think a lot of people could relate to this one.
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May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 10:01 AM UTC
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