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Love is nothing but pain.
Yeah it's fun while it lasts,
but you'll soon find it vain.
When  you see you're heart breakin,
and you're screamin my name.
We'll all realize eventually,
that we were all insane.
For trusting her,
or trusting him.
With every little ounce
of your achy little heart,
come on silly kids,
we're all just insane.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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