It was not my wish to make you cry
I never wanted to hurt your soul
Or break your heart no not that
But I wrote that verse which touched you
I should burn them, curse each word
Beauty and tragedy, love and pain
Two opposites facing each other
And yet just the same
Pure, rough emotion unfolding
Into a poem, hope you like this one
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