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Pain of the Heart

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Don't let your heart hurt. It will grow and twist into an unbearable pang of agony. Hurting makes you sad and unable to live with yourself. You stand there thinking, why did I do that? Then you curl into a ball on the sweet, soft grass and cry. Saying, this is time, for all of my hurt, to DIE.





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