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Again
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Moroni of the Mount of Ro PM
Hurt by you, over and over.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 113 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-29-05 - id: 2038318
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Again

I cry
Again.
I break
Again.
What's the point
Of getting up
When I'll just fall
Again.

Am I special?
I thought I was.
Am I cared for?
I thought I was.
I felt love
And I could heal
The wounds
That always bleed.

I cry
Again.
I break
Again.
What's the point
Of getting up
When I'll just fall
Again.

Am I special?
I thought I was.
Am I cared for?
I thought I was.
I felt love
But now that's gone.
The wounds
Continue to bleed.

I cry
Again.
I break
Again.
What's the point
Of getting up
When I'll just fall
Again.

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