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Kit Rose Jul 2016
The smell of gunpowder filled the atmosphere
Blood and sweat suffuses the pavements
I look at you
Out of the blue,
I knew what I was fighting for.

The deafening silence,
Is it really all for freedom?
What is it all for?
I'd like to think there is a reason why we are here.

I see you standing there,
I held your hand,
"I believe in you."
Suddenly, all is clear.
Kit Rose Jul 2016
It only hurts when I try,
It only hurts when I cry,
It only hurts when we pretend,
It only hurts when you let go,
It only hurts when it hurts.
**It hurts.

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