As the future forces one to purge oneself of the past, The past is inevitably torn from one's heart.
As one tears the past from one's hearts with one's own bare hands, one feels it so deeply in one's own heart.
They say the heart base, the heart base. Isn't it obvious where it is? The heart that pains, oh so obvious..
As the future forces the past to be torn from one's heart, the memories are re-lived, the hurt returned. But regardless, all is mercilessly torn out.
The future wishes that one embrace it into one's lives with love. But if one can so mercilessly tear the past away, what makes the future think that it will be received with love and cherished like no other?
How can you still trust this merciless one to love you?
Even the merciless one does not know what he is doing or has done. Who is he really and how could he do this.
In satisfying one's attachment, another is stabbed right through. Through and through.
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