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My wounded heart bleeds from the thorn of your words and the poison tip of your soul. You tore my heart for your own personal gain and left a tremendous scar from the knife of your stair. Now I read this sad poem of mine over and over as the tears roll down like the blood on my heart. You hurt me so much, but....through all the pain u put me through....why do I want to protect you? Why do I not want to see you suffer like I did? Why do I still love you?
~poem