Tears on a page of the black book
opens your eyes
to see the heartless demons that only know hatred
For reasons unknown
they break apart love,
that once seemed to be true
Love hurts
the only words the speak from your cold, longing lips
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Correct recognition of the past affects the present. It's as simple as that. If we're at the point where we're going to use genocide as currency to get something we want from another nation, well, we're really ********, aren't we?