You cant escape. Black, blue or white.
The ties that Love holds on to you tight.
It bears no preference to age nor gender.
And cuts you when your heart is tender.
For Love the hearts is just a game.
Takes no prisoners cares not for name.
And if you believe your hurts the only.
The truth will eat you till you lonely.
Many pre have suffered breaks.
And walk around with a heart that aches.
Many pre do soldier on.
Give up on the things their heart does long.
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