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Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad
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Then come the gloomy hours, when the fire will neither burn on our hearths nor in our hearts...

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It doesn't matter how I begin my poems because by the end they are all about you

It doesn't matter how I begin my poems because by  the end they are all about you

Trust is like a paper once it's crumpled it can't be perfect again you can flatten the paper and try and make it as straight as you want but it will never be perfect again

Trust is like a paper once it's crumpled it can't be perfect again you can flatten the paper and try and make it as straight as you want but it will never be perfect again

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