One day we'll figure
this out, and we will see why,
we will see who, we
will see how. Nothing
will be a secret, and all
will be clear. We will
know the Truth. All we
know are the lies, the pain, and
the sorrow. We know
more than we ever
were supposed to know, to see,
to feel. We know too
much for our own good.
And we have survived, barely,
but we have survived.
The angels wonder
why we were created, why
we were allowed
to stick around. What
they don't know is that
our hearts are just as
strong as they are weak, and they
have yet to see our
strength. Remember, love,
I told you one day we will
see. . .yes, we will see.
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