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May 2015
she
she stings,
like a burn against my skin.
she aches,
like a throbbing in my lungs.
she pulsates,
like my fractured heart.
she bleeds;
she is the shortness of my breath.
she hurts.
#hurt
Bethany Wooward
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Bethany Wooward  England
(England)   
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