Trapped in the necessities of life, love is freely given and taken away.
Never truly dependable - always hurting - love tears people in two.
Meanings of love once joined in harmonious bliss, suddenly breaks down - clanging everything around into sadness and despair.
Hatred fills the space that only love once was allowed.
No tender kisses, no soft arms enfolding in hugs, because the meaning of love never coincided with what in reality it was.
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