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Chase me in a circle.

The fighting was inevitable,

as it had always been.

We found a weak spot, bit on, and tore.

We broke each other down.

They say that only time can heal,

But not even time can erase.

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Jan 9, 2012
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Copyright © Claire Shelton 2012

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