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All I do is tell the truth and they call me a
hypocrite.
All I feel is pain and sorrow and they call it love.
All I do is pour my heart out to empty pages and they
call it poetry.
.Benito Behar.
::Addiction Of Pain::
::Hopeless::
::Trapped In Sadness::
::Don't Care::
::Can't Wait::
::Broken::
::I Hate You::
::Corrupted Child::
::Midnight Prayer::
::hypnotist::
::weak::
::I would::
::She cries::
