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Scars

The one I love broke my heart, twice. I didn't want to go through that pain, not once, not twice, but I did. I suffered. My eyes blurr with tears because everywhere I go, every face I see, it's you. When your with your new girl, my eyes are seeing, knowing, feeling, but my hearts not registering. My scars are left weak, to be broken, and to bleed again. My heart will never be whole, thanks to you. My scars will never heal, thanks to you.



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