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Feel good
Your wounds are superficial
Your pains don't go as deep as you think

Don't cry
Tears only wash away the happiness
That is the essence of life.

Don't hate
Your true love may be imaginary, but
Will hopefully make themselves known

Give me your pain, your tears, your hate,
Give them to me as I deserve them
Much more than anyone thinks

Your pain becomes my pain,
Your tears, my tears
Your love, my love

I will hold you in my arms
Sharing it all. We will destroy old enemies
And build new bridges.
 
A deviation by: Hobod Fathom