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Jan 2015
I use your love to wipe the
Tears off my face and
Your hands to hold the
Fractured remains of my heart
Your words clutch at the
Bleeding wounds my mind suffers from
Everything hurts at any
Given place or time
You attempt to fix what I have broken
In me and you
There's to much to fix my love
Your arms will tire and
Heart will fail
Before we're whole
Once again
DustBall
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