| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Who are youLet me call this love, hope, and trust.The end of all we thought would come true,A perfect world with you;The exile of my dreams.You once made me a promise,A few meaningless words strung together you used,Tighter than a bow string;To grasp my heart and tear it apart.On desolate cold nights?? I realize what those beautiful words hold.I now know there is no such thing as love.In my heart
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