Chapter Fifty Four - Useless

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Love is just a bunch of feelings, that blinds you to the truth.
It gets your hopes up.
Makes you believe the lie that anything is possible.
Makes you as vulnerable and defenseless as a child.
It makes you act like one too.
Love is only good for getting your heart broken.

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