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All I know about life is that it hurts.
The pain shouldn't be there, but it won't leave.

Tears can't make it better; neither can hope.
There's not much left to do except dream.

And what do you do when the dreams run out;
When the thing in life you wanted most shuts you out.

The pain is still there, it still won't leave;
And the tears overflow the banks of your eyes again.

One day that dream will come true, I pray,
After all the pain, all the tears.

And when it does I'm sure I'll cry again,
But this time joy will be my friend, not misery.