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a love that is hidden does more than hate to trample the flowers in the garden of fate I feel you destroy all you create a thousand hours spent laughing with me together in happiness we found comfort in we then we run from our feelings from our eternity take what is offered gather all you can grasp to fuck with destiny reaps a terrible wrath.
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Submitted by
x_melancholy_x On Aug 26, 2002
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