You love him, Yet you hate him. He took away your dreams, Your hopes, And your happiness. What didn't he take? Your sorrow, Your anger, And your pain. Will your sorrow, your anger, and your pain ever go away? And will your dreams, your hopes, and your happiness ever come back? You always think the world is supposed to be perfect. But it is not. You always thought love was such a perfect world of happiness, But it is not. It is just pain.Birth sign: Not entered
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