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Your sharp words cut deep
Until the blood of my passion flowed
My tears of peroxide cascaded through
Cleansing me of your lies
With my friend’s kindness was I bandaged
Patched, and told to live
In time the wounds of heartbreak closed
And now remain the scars
Of what was.
Of your love.
Of you.