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Love, is a curse

door De onbekende dichter

Pieces of broken glass fall down on the floor? A drop of blood falls apart? A tear runs down my cheek? I feel no pain. Only emptiness. The things you said. The things you did. The way you fooled me. I promised myself not to cry. But I couldn?t. I promised myself not to let them know. But I couldn?t. For crying out loud, I promised myself not to love you, but I couldn?t. Inside I?m dying. Piece by piece I fall apart. I no longer want to be here. I want to run away, and never come back. I want to go where nobody can see me, Where nobody can hurt me, Where I no longer exist? The last piece of glass falls apart? The last tear runs down my cheek? The last drop of blood falls apart? I?m free?
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