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When I cry,
I shall make a river than an ocean.
The pain in my heart,
Never goes away, only to get stronger.
I feel weak and pail,
But always to be left broken-hearted.
I’m heart tells me to love but my mind says to hate.
Sometimes I fear that I shall no longer listen to my heart,
but only to my mind.
It feels as if I hate everyone around me slowly each day.
A great man once said,
“We have nothing to fear but fear it self”
but why do we say we fear more than fear.





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