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Priceless


Some say Love is pain

But in the end,

What do we really gain?

But deep scars and

Hidden brusies 

From something we are taught to believe is 

Beautiful 

But in the end 

Dare shounld one 

Shattered, decieved heart ask? 

Was it worth it?

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