because you see in me what you didn't want to lose in yourself, because you have lost the ability to even remember what it feels like to be hurt; because all of your life's dreams have been squashed or squandered: is that any reason to kill the love you live for? or to bruise in words, bricks thrown like stones from a contemptous child's hands? because you see in me what you fear the most, because you have forgotten what its like to move, love, breathe, without thinking; because all of your ambitions have fallen like dust to the ground: is that any justification for reopening the wounded?Birth sign: Taurus
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