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| Change is Good |
| An advocate of death, A lover of pain, I enjoyed seeing people suffer in vain. Pain was more than an acquaintance, It was like a brother. Experiencing it like none other. Then it happened one day, I met this beautiful girl who was so darling. Whose care-free happiness contradicted everything. She created in me, a desire to change; A change towards all my views in life. Which began to lower my enjoyment in others' strifes. What she did for me, Words could never characterize, What she did for me, was my hatred's demise. |
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