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I gave love a chance. I opened my heart out freely, and all for what?
I felt love but with it came pain. My heart was raw but they burnt it all. Pain left behind is an oily residue, unable to wipe away. The hole that was made can never be filled again. I gave it a chance, that's all I can say.
-c•l•c

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