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I thought I was in love with an angry boy my mother always told me never to allow someone into your heart who talks about how quickly his fists can move never love someone who strikes then listens I know girls who will take a backhand if it is followed by a kiss But the second time you tried to put your hands on me I moved and let your body slam onto the table I am worth more than bruises and your claiming of an endless love haven't you ever heard Actions are worth more than words?
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
Heart Shaped Bruises
I thought I was in love with an angry boy my mother always told me never to allow someone into your heart who talks about how quickly his fists can move never love someone who strikes then listens I know girls who will take a backhand if it is followed by a kiss But the second time you tried to put your hands on me I moved and let your body slam onto the table I am worth more than bruises and your claiming of an endless love haven't you ever heard Actions are worth more than words?
To Alex S. I was not yours to try and abuse. Not then, not ever. I was 14 and you were 17. Disgusting.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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