97. It Ends Again

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There it all ended...
The chapter of a lifetime,
The prank of a lifeline,
The society of organized crime has fallen in between the lines where it ended again,
There it all ended,
Forced to befriend,
Now I see how much hatred is a sin,
It can leak in between perishable feelings camouflaging itself as "love",
Love is the feeling you get holding a new born baby,
Love makes you feel the need to protect what's so innocent,
And hatred destroys you,
It decomposes your soul and condenses your conscience all at the same time,
It makes a lover..a killer,
A killer... a pathological liar,
And a careful person, love makes care less about all the thin tape and smooth white powdered lines,
So how can love and hate,
Live in the same place,
Live in one house together,
How can adoration be apart of annoyance,
Or shyness apart of flamboyance,
It's like Steven Spielberg trying to film a great movie with corroded cameras,
It just has to end,
I felt it was gonna end,
And I thank God it finally ends..again.

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