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Jan 2015
To be concise, and clear
I trust no one.
You didn't break me -
You never will.

You can't win a war
In which I refused to fight.
I fight alone
In the dead of night.

You can't conquer love -
A love that is mine,
My battles of a differerent kind.

To be clear,
I trust no one,
I fight alone
My broken heart and I
Cíara McNamara
Written by
Cíara McNamara  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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