Why should love feel like heaven,
Yet hurt like hell?
No one prepared me, or told me,
Love doesn't feel so swell.
They should've told me,
That with every action costs a price,
One that can blind you, hurt you,
Take your life more than twice.
I should've blocked everything out,
Should've let no one in,
For this hell I'm living,
Makes love seem like a sin.
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