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Revenge, the monster in me.

Hurt, broken, bleeding.

These wounds you do not see.

But live in me, my mind, my flesh.

Nothing short of death could hurt so much.

My heart is torn.

These tears run, forever they flow.

stripping my emotions from my skull.

Love and lost hurts more than loving at all.

how i relish your words, your promises.

you broke my heart now its my turn.
Written by blurmcclure18
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