All alone is the way I feel The heart of love and compassion is now shallow and black. The eyes I always looked tenderly at you with are now eyes of hatred for everything in life. The world is not thy friend nor thine enemy. It is a place where all hell collides with the modern world. love, as Tybalt said of peace, I hate the word That cursed word ruins. It is that of the black plague! The dark, evil, greedy shadow that comes over us is love. It hurts. It is like a thousand stones hitting you over and over Then all of a sudden, It stops! And the carnage and choas afterward... It's enough to kill The pain is overwhelming You can't see you can't eat or sleep You just sit and stare and cry...Birth sign: Aquarius
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