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ALT Love is selfish. Greedy, self-serving, envious. At lastMy love has come along Betrayal latches onto her side like a wayward thorn, needling incessantly until it pierces her skin and she can feel a prickle of blood begin to swell. All those songs on the radio had lied, leaving her raw and vulnerable against the storm that swirls around her as life begins to fray at the seams. My lonely days are overAnd life is like a song Crooning voices had told her time and time again that love was beautiful, love was forgiving, love would last. It was a magical thing, something to look forward to, something full of warmth and care and happiness. Love, they said, was unconditional. At lastThe skies above are blue But it isn't. Love is screaming. Love is disappointment. Love hurts.