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Knowing we can't have it makes us want it even more.
The ability to be tolerated, liked, even loved.
The money, the clothes, the name, the look.
The people, the treatment, the admiration.
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It
Date: Monday, 1st May 2006 @ 05:17:34 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Drapes
We always want what we can't have.
Knowing we can't have it makes us want it even more.
The ability to be tolerated, liked, even loved.
The money, the clothes, the name, the look.
The people, the treatment, the admiration.
It.

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