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Bleeding heart

You were the girl who I wanted.
But you went to the arms of another,
crippling my soul and wounding my heart.

When he hurt you
I stood with open arms,
ready to help,
ready to die.

And when you were happy,
And a smile brightened your face,
you turned to someone else.

But I was happy for you.

Because helping you,
sealed my bleeding heart...





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