Nothing exists in a vacuum
Hate and love are two sides of the same coin
Flipped by fate
Spun by time
The coin rotates
Heeding no rhythm
Heeding no rhyme
There is beauty in that symmetry
The happy memories of one
Make the other joyous as well
All that fear and dread
Have their own tale to tell
Pain and Joy are the same too
Both are necessary
Both are true
So when I am hurt
All that I can see
Is the beauty of the thing
That just hurt me
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OMG THIS IS YOU'RE BEST YET
why did u stop writing!!!!!!!!?
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One word: Job
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