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I feel your lovely pain So graceful to the touch A slow pattern like a chain that never breaks much Is the pain so lovely Is being hurt so bad? I can only see the ugly And I wonder why I'm sad I feel our lovely pain Didn’t I know being broken hearted hurts? Is it jealousy that makes us vain? Or is it because we’re not “down to earth” is it us together? Or are we separate as one? We never said it was forever And we were never done I feel my lovely pain Being unloved and unwanted Love and hate are they the same? Or are they just painted in our brains? My questions were never answered All quiet and blank They were never answered That’s why I slowly sank