stabs of a dual blade sword

February 1, 2010
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I remeber seeing your smiling face when you walked through the door, until you walked my way. feeling your warm hand upon my cold skin,
pulling me outside in the biting cold weather,
looking into his beutiful blue eyes waiting for somethig good.
until the words came out
looking at his mouth as he spoke them tasting the blood from my lip as i bit to hard.
while he spoke deeper into the conversation.
feeling the cold wind, blowing in my face.smelling the trail of his colonge in the air. looking at him as he spoke carelessly with stabbing words.
He walked away from me.
he left me there, bleeding from the words that he spoke.
Till this day my heart throbs in pain, cause of the hurtful things that he did and said,
he cut me. like if he cut me with a dual blade sword slowlly and painfully he took my heart out.
he killed me that day. with the words he spoke

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