| I don't know why I even bother. |
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| Some causes are lost to begin with, |
| and my love was just that, one such cause; |
| I hurt because I had seen how true, |
| love can be, when seen through unglazed eyes; |
| And until you see that same picture, |
| you will never know what true love means; |
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| I was in love once, but now love's gone. |