Love?

With love, all you ever want to do is win, but all I ever do is lose. I give everything I have but when it all goes down and things get tough what happenes? It's thrown away like yesterday's garbage. Garbage full of hopes and dreams, smiles and laughter and all that's left is sadness and regret, tears and pain. You smile when you wish to die, is that being strong? Never let the world know you cry into your pillow at night. You say you're okay when you've died inside, why would they care? What would they know? Go through it alone, they don't understand. They offer advice, what's the use? It's over, you threw it away he is gone and never coming back, what's the point in crying? Nothing will change because of it. Stop the tears little girl, brighter days are coming.

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