Blinded
I am blinded in my heart
I am not blinded in my eyes
You are a work of art
But you tell so many lies
Why can't I see your attacks
They hit me by surprise
My heart is cracked
Am I alive
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Love can be used for good and bad. Love can make or break someone. Sometimes you can't help being in a situation where the love you are receiving is hurting you more than it is helping you.