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Jan 2015
When it hurts,
you put on a bandaid
for me.

to keep it safe
from the world

to stop careless people
from scraping
at the tender scab

until the bandage gets stuck
and the wound festers

until pulling it off
hurts less
than leaving it on

so you pull it off
for me

And then my heart
can begin to heal.
Written by
daft canny clauses
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   ryn and AJ
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