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Jan 2015
6
His hand his arm his face his mouth
Is tainted now by her
Her hand her arm her face her mouth
He'll probably prefer

You now must never forget
How this has made you feel
Your heart must now shut out
The skin you want to peel

Never forget how low you are
Never forget the pain
Cause once you see his hands again
From grasping them refrain

They're not the hands to connect inside
They're not the ones to mend
They're not the arms to fall into
They're not the arms of your friend

Never forget the blood
That rushed inside your head
When he told you what he did
You need this to remember to forget
Written by
Shashy Quinn  31/F/Ireland
(31/F/Ireland)   
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