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From the pain inside,

To the fear of love down,

Deeper into the core of the heart.

From the want to be free,

To the anger of hate,

To the side,

There is a person who wears a frown.

Though on the inside any emotion is torn apart,

There is only the amount of three,

Things that would bring a decent fate.

Each tear is a sign,

Of the deep sadness,

Pressing deeper into the soul,

Creating new scars.

From the mind,

To the thought of the word mine,

Will lose its meaning into madness,

Caused by the other with no goal.

Money or new cars,

Can never replace the feel,

That love brings.

Once the love between two people break,

Pain will swarm in.

Alone and now lost,

Nothing no longer seems real,

Except the things,

Of the past that take,

Away any happiness that has been,

Destroyed by a harmful cost.