Life and love is a pain that can not be exsplained. People say that you can't live without love,but then why is it that love makes you wish you were dead. Why is it that some people can continue loveing someone that is in love with another person. How could sit there and smile telling themselfs every thing is fine as the sit there holding thier and her loves child?
Why is it that one can suffer so much for the love that is lost but always still in sight? How could someone help the person that took her lover away and let her live with her? Why would I fear them and dwell over them togeter?
Is it that one could be a mastacist of a new kind, one that lets her emotions take all the pain and suffering? Or is it posible that its love is just making her drive insane? Dose one drink to for get or to suffer even more?
Why does on write how one feels; is it because we do not know how to say it or is it because that all we know how to do? What would you do if you don't know whom you are, what do you to and were do you go? For me I just sit in the darkness in my mind and cry.
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