Love
People trust their eyes,
Yet they trust no human,
Decieved by lies,
They are weak inside,
Yet they cannot trust the people they've seen who have hurt other fiends,
For they have never tried to see it from that persons eyes,
The person who cares most,
Will be the one who hurts you most,
For even though they love you so,
To keep you safe is their motto,
Even if you hate them,
Even if you love someone else,
Your happiness is all they wish for,
Their sadness means nothing more,
To love you they do whats best for you,
Even if you hate them,
Even if you become the person who kills them.
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