It hurts

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By Mysti

Love is the most dangerous game of them all, It can tear you apart and break you, Or it can build you up, and make you stand tall. Love hurts, love brings happiness, turns your world upside down, yet lets you see clearly at the same time. Hurt me, Kiss me, Hug me, Hold me, But don't break my heart today. It's been hurt enough, It still needs to rebound. Help make me stronger, help make me tall. I've learned one thing from loving, I've learned it quite well, the only thing that I could make out of love is: It hurts......

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