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Love..the kind that made me cry,
That made me give everything up. Pain...the kind that made me die, That ripped through my soul with a dull blade. Strenght...the kind that put's me back on my feet, That makes me fight for what I want. Independance...the kind that will make me free, That will let me be who I want to be.
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