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Love hurts!

Loving you feels like a thorn pricking my heart
a once whole vessel now bleeds with every beat 
The melancholic drip serves as the anthem of our story 
Our journey has no true resolution 
We must ultimately deal with the cards we’ve been dealt 
I can’t help but think 
Maybe in another life!

◄ Peace

Skin and Bones ►

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