It was inevitable the way
most of the tragic things are
You know the choice you made
won't end well yet you can't stop yourself,
It's like there is this deep seated desire
to watch it all fall apart,
In the process you hope
to find what makes you who you are
If it's something pretty and kind
You'll embrace it like you've
always wanted to be embraced,
And if it turns out to be
something cruel and ugly
You'll still end up embracing it,
You tend to forget all those time you were happy
But pain and suffering stays with you forever
Sadness leaves scars all over the soul
And you remember it for a long time,
If you ever get to smile
so brightly that it burns your soul
Makes you so happy that
you can't help but ache
Happiness like that, would it be worth it?
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