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Author: Moktral
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 05-03-07 - Updated: 05-03-07 - Complete - id:2356800

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.



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